Jeff let the two hooligans out last night for their last potty break before bed.
I'm brushing my teeth and hear Jeff yelling, "CHEWY, CHEWY, CHEWY NO!!!!!"
Had to put my brush down, thinking I had left the gate open and Chewy was taking off down the driveway or something.
I go out, and all I see is Oreo standing on the step staring at me. He might as well have been saying, "Chewy is being a bad, bad boy. You need to punish him."
Then, words from the darkness, "Chewy had the rabbit in his mouth!!!!!"
Oh yes. My little rabbit hunter.
I took my good dog Oreo inside, not wanting to witness any of this.
Later, I got the full story.
Of course, Oreo started the whole thing. He spotted the rabbit and went into chase mode, growling at the poor creature. He chased it right under the fence, and if you recall our last bunny escapade, sneaking under the fence didn't bode well for the rabbit.
Apparently, this bunny has been finding plenty to eat this winter. He got stuck in the fence.
Chewy took advantage of the situation, and started pulling on the rabbit's legs like he was playing tug.
Jeff had to yank Chewy off the bunny, and the bunny squeezed through the fence and hopped away.
Jeff was all worried about the rabbit and told Chewy that he's not allowed to kill our resident animals!
Jeff tells me, "If you see the rabbit hobbling around tomorrow you can blame your dog!"
Of course, I am having a very hard time believing that Chewy could do any harm.
I think he simply was trying to engage the bunny in play.