A few weeks
after the rabbit leg incident, I was home sick (see below) resting in the
living room. The dogs were out in the
yard for quite a while, giving me some peace.
Mini came strutting in holding the body of a rabbit. And I mean body; the head and one of the
front legs were gone. There was no
blood, but it still looked pretty fresh.
I gathered it up, wrapped it in some plastic bags and disposed of it as
I have others in the past. Read How
(Not) to Kiss Your Dog for the details.
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