[dhoward]

Nothin' better than stepping on a warm, fresh hairball in the middle of the night.

We have two Shi-tzus and a 30 pound yellow cat. When the cat was a kitten he learned to use the dog door downstairs. For years now, we have been entertained by the flapping of wings, the screaming of baby bunnies, and full-grown rabbit carcasses strewn about the dining room. Apparently Sam, the older of the two dogs, enjoys the crunch of rabbit and bird heads, as that's the only parts he'll eat. Frank, the younger dog will generally heard the live bunnies into a corner and hover over them until we grab them to take them back outside. Last week, Frank took it upon himself to grab the baby rabbit by the neck and take it outside by himself.
Good dog, Frank!