Lucy caught her first chippie
I took Lucy outside with me while I emptied my trash and on my way back in the door, I looked at Lucy and there she was, standing there with a chippie in her mouth. She was just as proud as she could be. My instincts kicked in, I grabbed Lucy by the body and shook her until she let go of the chippie. By the time I turned around to see if the chippie was dead, it was GONE off the porch.
Lucy 0
Chippie 1
My heart is still racing, and I suspect Lucy's heart and the chippie's heart are racing about the same rate.
We have hundreds of chippies around here and I wouldn't miss one....but don't see any reason for them to be treated harshly. Lucy hadn't killed it and I don't want her to either.
Now, I am sure, every time Lucy goes outside, she will look for her oh so stupid friend, the chipmunk!:eek: