It's so easy to forget the creatures we share our homes and lives with, that we love unconditionally are not really so far removed from their wild brothers and sisters. We all adore Luna, she is one of our family and she fits in well. Although there are still many niggling problems we've made enormous progress with her training and I got complacent. A few days ago she escaped from me while we were out walking. This sweet, affectionate, eager-to-please dog managed to kill four chickens, eating one of them in the time it took me to get her back. I was completely devastated. I have no idea how long she had been alone before I found her; maybe several days she scavenged or hunted to survive and that instinct is now hardwired in her brain. The wolf in dog's clothing.
I'm sorry. But you will not be devastated. The dog is a dog. Dogs are hunters, the man sadly forgotten. Because dogs are cute and live in our home. However, they remain hunters.
ReplyDeleteOur dog, who died last year, was also just minutes away, and came back with a rabbit bitten. This has not pleased me, and my girl was still small, has pretty much been crying. He has repeatedly made.
Frieda, our new dog I let off the leash only if the field is free and I can see far. Otherwise, he would probably soon in the hunt.
I am pleased that Luna has been so good in your family that you love them and she will too.
Merry Christmas to you and your family!
xoxo
Yes, it must indeed be hard to imagine that looking at those cute, big, brown eyes!
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