Friday, I decide to come home for lunch, get a little dog love and break up my work day. I let the dogs out for potty and am watching them because usually Franklin does a quick pee and wants right back inside for some hugs and kisses. I'm watching and I see Eleanor lift her legs up off the grass real quick like something bit her. I look closer and she looks closer and I hear a squeak. Oh man, I realize she's stepped on a baby bunny. Faint of heart? Stop reading now.
She started to play with the bunny and put it in her mouth, I freaked out, ran inside so I couldn't hear it anymore and called Lance and am like, you are not going to believe this. There is a critter in the yard and you haven't even left town yet!!!! I got off the phone and realized I should try and man up at least a little and see if I couldn't save the bunny. So, I went out to the porch to find a pair of gloves and headed into the yard. When I got out there though I didn't hear anymore squeaking and saw Eleanor set it down and paw at it like, come on. Well, at least the poor thing was dead and wasn't being tortured. I thought maybe she'd let me take it from her so I can at least dispose of it, so I head towards her, hand out, telling her to drop it. In the house, she drops whatever we tell her to - but a bunny is entirely different. Rather than drop it, she started to chew it. The more I asked for it, the quicker she chewed until she gave a big swallow and uh, bunny was all gone.
Eleanor's done this before, so it wasn't entirely new to me - but its still pretty disgusting. I love bunnies and used to have them as pets when I was a kid. So the first couple times she caught a bunny it was really hard for me, but I just have to remind myself she is a dog and dogs will eat things like that. Its nature. Its kind of like her own version of the RAW diet that others feed their dogs.
The entire time this was going on, Franklin was oblivious. He was watching her a little bit kind of like, what's going on? But he mostly just puttered around the yard doing his own thing. Poor little simple Franklin....
I did get the dogs out of the yard and do a full search for more bunnies and their nest. I didn't find anymore bunnies, but I found their nest so I dismantled it so they have to go live somewhere else now. Before I did any of that though, I did a quick internet lookup to see what would be the best thing to do. Turns out because of the size of the bunny, he was supposedly kicked out of the nest anyway and told to live on his own. I guess he wasn't quite ready. Poor little bunny.
