On our walk yesterday Gimme and Grafton saw a mouse exercise bad judgment - it crossed the open gravel road about 20 feet away. They were both after the hapless idjit creature in an instant. Sadly for the very fat mouse, he had no hole to dive into on the other side and since Gimme was more persistent, she was the one to catch him.
She carried him along quite proudly for at least half a mile. Occasionally stopping to chomp a bit, but mostly just carrying him with the tail hanging out of her mouth. At one point she stopped to chomp some more and then caught up to us without him.
I assumed she had eaten him. On our return walk we saw his slobbered wet body on the road. She sniffed him and then pranced along jauntily, reminded of her earlier prowess. She'd just eaten before we left home otherwise I'm sure she would have known what to do with a rawfood mouse.
Never a dull moment...
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