[GH85Carrera]

I was sound asleep last night and my wife woke me up by loudly telling me to put on my shorts and shoes and come outside. Our male dachshund, Reuben had been circling the storage building earlier in the day. I caught a mouse in a trap in the storage building the night before, and I figured there was a mouse to dispose of. I was mistaken.

Reuben had been playing Elmer Fudd, and he had been wabbit hunting. Unlike Elmer, Reuben had caught and killed a bunny. It was not a full grown rabbit, but decent size. There was zero doubt it was dead, from a lot of head shaking and biting. It was clamped firmly in his jaws. So we went to the garage, and set him in the bed of the El Camino to keep him corralled. I got a couple of dog treats, and put them down for him. He had to think about it, but he gave up the bunny and went for the treats. I grabbed the bunny, and took him to the train station, um the compost pile. He will get recycled by the worms.