So the wife was just letting the dogs out for the final time tonight and Louie came to the back door with a "friend". When he came in she thought he had a stick and seeing as how we have a strict 'no chewing sticks in the house' rule she went to take it from him. Then she noticed that this stick had a long tail and beady eyes. Apparently Louie found a dead rat and was planning on either dessert or putting it with the rest of his toys in the basket.

Here's an artists rendition of Louie and his new pal.



Well I'm proud of the wife. She treated it like any other dog surprise (well not just any surprise, there was some irritability during The Deer Leg incident now that I think back on it...) and bagged it and tagged it for disposal. I was not even notified until the crisis was over.

Now it's time for bed and Louie's all curled up in his recliner. Resting up for another adventure tomorrow. I wonder what he's dreaming of? I doubt it's visions of dancing sugar plums.

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- Jack D.




New tasteless sig coming soon!

haha - loved the simulation.

Louie wanted you to be proud of him for his hunting skills. He's keeping vermin out of the house! Not kidding...

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Independence Day reflected on my British car!






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Aww... good Louie !! What a cutie !

My chunky Chihuahua has done in three squirrels and numerous moles,but always leaves them outside. They make good "perfume" spots when they are nicely decomposed... fortunately I find them and toss them in the yard of the annoying neighbor...

Lol! Good boy Louie!

Louie definitely knows how to chill out. Lol

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Roswell, GA (Atlanta suburb)

Great pic!

You can almost see the gears turning, while in dreamland.

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Mr. Lahey: A lot of people, don’t know how to drink. They drink against the grain of the liquor. And when you drink against the grain of the liquor? You lose.

Randy: What the @#$%& are you talking about?

Your wife bagged up a dead rat? She's a keeper.