For those of you with dogs who think finding little animals is fun, I know what you mean! The family dog, Brutus (boxer/rhodesion rideback) is a great one for that, if he's in the mood. He never really hurt any of them though. He'll stand at the bottom of a tree at stare up at birds for hours. But, one time, I actually thanked him for that instinct. I was swimming in my pool with my family, and it was late into the evening (this was last year) and all of a sudden Brutus was barking his head off, and he never barks, and a minute later he had a furry grey thing in his mouth. Everyone jumped out a of the pool, tackled Brutus, and whatever the furry thing was, ran up into a tree. We searched around, but it was dark and hard to see, but finally I spotted 'it' in a tree. We got a flashlight, and we looked and realized it was a furry grey kitten! No even thinking about Rabies or any other diseases, I rushed over to pick it up to make sure Brutus hadn't harmed it. Well, one second of holding this adorable, fuzzy, grey, green-eyed, kitten...I had to keep him. The kitten was fine, and we kept him. We named him Snack, because he was almost a treat for Brutus! The two soon learned to like each other, and we would find Snack curled up on top of Brutus and the both of them asleep like that. I would still have him, but sadly he got hit by a car.

Okay, that was one long story, and this is the wrong topic for it, but basicly, I'm trying to say, that sometimes that chase instinct is a good thing!