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dalthauserTuesday morning I'm woken up at 4:30am by hysterically barking dogs.
I drug myself out of bed and made my way outside in pitch black to see what's up. The dogs had cornered something that was perched on one of the big limbs I'd trimmed and left hanging over the fence.
I called them off, but to no avail.
I made my way forward to see exactly what it was they were after - and whatever it was must have gotten startled by me (guess the baying dogs didn't bother it) and it either jumped or fell INTO THE YARD side of the fence (duh).
The dogs pounced and you could hear the growling, scuffling, and generally aggressive murderous energy in the air. At this point I didn't make any more attempts because to get in between them at this point would put me in danger.
I said a little prayer to myself that whatever it was dies quickly and without too much suffering, and went inside.
I waited for the sun to rise then went out to see what I could see. It was a raccoon. I got a stained t-shirt I was going to throw away and wrapped him in it. His body was still warm and heavy - it felt like he might be just sleeping, but he wasn't breathing at all.
I dug a grave for him under the fig tree and put him to rest.
I then checked both dogs to be sure they weren't bitten or scratched in the fray. I tried not to show how upset and disappointed I was in them - they are dogs after all.
I went back inside and collapsed on the couch - fell asleep. What a morning!
I drug myself out of bed and made my way outside in pitch black to see what's up. The dogs had cornered something that was perched on one of the big limbs I'd trimmed and left hanging over the fence.
I called them off, but to no avail.
I made my way forward to see exactly what it was they were after - and whatever it was must have gotten startled by me (guess the baying dogs didn't bother it) and it either jumped or fell INTO THE YARD side of the fence (duh).
The dogs pounced and you could hear the growling, scuffling, and generally aggressive murderous energy in the air. At this point I didn't make any more attempts because to get in between them at this point would put me in danger.
I said a little prayer to myself that whatever it was dies quickly and without too much suffering, and went inside.
I waited for the sun to rise then went out to see what I could see. It was a raccoon. I got a stained t-shirt I was going to throw away and wrapped him in it. His body was still warm and heavy - it felt like he might be just sleeping, but he wasn't breathing at all.
I dug a grave for him under the fig tree and put him to rest.
I then checked both dogs to be sure they weren't bitten or scratched in the fray. I tried not to show how upset and disappointed I was in them - they are dogs after all.
I went back inside and collapsed on the couch - fell asleep. What a morning!
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Date: 2007-09-20 12:37 am (UTC)Spot got some bunnies one morning this spring while I was out there. Poor, poor bunnies, poor poor confused Spot when I screamed at her to stop. She couldn't help it, and I couldn't either.
Hope your dogs have had their shots!
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