We had a couple of tom cats that were superb hunting machines. They always brought home something that was either half alive or inches from death-giving gifts, I beleive that's what they were doing, providing food (gross) for my family. I always got the job of picking it up and tossing it back outside (mom couldn't handle it (shaking head). Cats are the most dangerous feline in the world is a domesticated cat, because they hunt for fun more often then for food.

My GSD and Saint both like to chase birds in the yard and I have no doubt that Shaed would try and catch something if given the chance. Shaed also like to chase bees and other stinging insects-she's been stung on the muzzle before and apparently it didn't phase her, since she still does it. But Lily trying to chase a bird is by far the funniest thing to watch-huge dog trying to chase a tiny bird....lol. Of course the bird hunter, Otto, doesn't chase birds in the yard, he'll fetch them when he's hunting but no other time.

Dogs. lol

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Poor Luc. LOL. Just the way you talk about him makes me want to hug him.

He honestly is so sweet it hurts me sometimes. I just love him to death.

Bit by bit he starts acting more like a normal dog - he actually is learning some stuff from Neb (the adult learning from the puppy). But man he does not have any prey drive wiring.

Luc got invited to a BBQ yesterday though, and I was SO PROUD of him! Other than looking longingly at people with their food, he was a perfect gentleman, he got a burnt turkey burger and impressed all with his speed of eating it. But he was so friendly, so calm, everyone loved him. There was a little girl there (8 maybe?) as well as a baby, and he sniffed near the baby once and that was it, and he let the little girl pet him and she really liked that b/c he was so nice to her (especially as the owner's dog doesn't like kids and unfortunately right after petting Luc she tried to pet it and narrowly missed getting nipped/bit). Her dad actually offered to take Luc home, hmmm, no.

Actually, here's the pics from our hike (including Neb playing with the vole). I let Neb off-leash on the way back and other than the vole incident, which wasn't really being bad at all, he was an angel. He kept stopping to wait for me if he got more than 10-20M ahead, or coming back without being called, and his recalls were great.
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