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Dog Stories: Still on the move
Wednesday, January 28th, 2015 09:56 amLast year Lucy caught a mouse, much to my amazement.
On a walk with MyGuy two days ago, she got another. I asked him whether she tried to sneak it into the house again.
"No," he replied, "she's a hunter not a gatherer."
That, my friends, is why we've been together since 1977.
And then she caught another yesterday, and spent a pointless ten minutes burying it in a snow bank. Pointless because as she snored inside with all the sounds of the animal kingdom [from overful lion to bushed capybara], MyGuy unburied it and threw it in the sewer.
On a walk with MyGuy two days ago, she got another. I asked him whether she tried to sneak it into the house again.
"No," he replied, "she's a hunter not a gatherer."
That, my friends, is why we've been together since 1977.
And then she caught another yesterday, and spent a pointless ten minutes burying it in a snow bank. Pointless because as she snored inside with all the sounds of the animal kingdom [from overful lion to bushed capybara], MyGuy unburied it and threw it in the sewer.