Thursday, August 24, 2006
The land is bountiful
Ah, our yard. It produces food for the humans and food for the dog. At least it does for White Dragon.
I was feeding the fish when I heard the rustle of one of our ornamental grasses behind me. I turned to see White Dragon running around the ornamental grass with her mouth low to the ground. Dust and mulch were flying as she cricled the grass, not once, not twice, but three times. In a sudden leap she had it, whatever it was.
White Dragon trotted with a happy bounce to the center of the yard. I at first thought that she had a rat as it was the right size with what appeared to be a long tail. The tail was actually a strand of the grass that she had caught with the small rabbit.
Did you know that rabbits make a squealing sound? They do. I watched in morbid fascination as my gentle-with-the-kids dog casually chewed on the rabbit letting it go a few times only to catch it a few feet away. After awhile she delivered a killing blow. I'm pretty sure she ripped it to shreds and ate it. Does this mean she can skip dinner tonight?