I just heard Toby jumping around out in the living room, so I yell at him "what are you doing?" he, of course, didn't answer me, so I went to look - he had caught a mouse!!
he was trying to get it back, actually, it had escaped and was hiding under the secretary by the wall.
The poor thing looked stunned and VERY wet
, so I moved a jar of change I keep there, and Toby grabbed him up and ran to the door (he knows he isn't allowed to play with such things inside) and I let him and Lily out to go play with their new "friend".
All the while, my cat is sitting there, calm as can be, watching Toby play with his mouse in the living room - she wouldn't catch a mouse if her life depended on it (not sure she could anymore).
I have such a good Farm Dog
loves chickens, catches mice, and chases coons away.
meri