Inches

Spent the day scraping up river rocks to lay down plastic underneath them. Landscape fabric is wimpy! Got 3/4 done. After 4 hours, Liz and I were worn out.

Had two showings this weekend. No bites. One looker chose to spend 10 grand more on a new house that they could choose the paint colors on. Doh!

Went for a walk to our neighborhood park later in the day. Suddenly, out of my peripheral shoot two speeding objects. A brown short and stocky german sheperd followed by a small black and white pit bull mix. My initial alarm faded quickly as these dogs were in full sprint, but not even interested in us or our dog. My dog even lunged to join this chase, but they just ignored him. It was the classic big dog ,little dog from the cartoons, and they were just sprinting around like electrons set free.

Then they came hauling by again this time chasing a rabbit. This rabbit was at top speed. You could see the little bubble above his head that said something like... "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

The agile tuft of brown fur dove into some bushes in someones yard. The dogs just ravaged that garden tearing around ,dirt flying, noses like guided missiles. Liz and I said 'damn those dogs are tearing that yard up!' ( we said that like rednecks too!)

We watched them come around again chasing another rabbit which dove through a fence. Without a lick of exhaustion, these dogs proceeded to run through and check systematically each heavily grassed area. We watched and waited with anticipation for another chase to happen. Asa and Finley were very excited by all the commotion.

Then out of nowhere a small bunny popped out of the grass and the sheperd was on him. They were coming right at us and just like 20 feet away the sheperd overan the bunny. You could hear the dog's chest violently puffing air and the weight of dirt being kicked as he slammed around hard.

Normally the rabbit's awesome juking abilities would give it another good head start, but the small dog was also in pursuit and was making a second strafe. The rabbit saw the small dog and instinctively spun round only to get trampled by the sheperd. The little bunny rolled upside down and over trying to get back on its feet just as the small black dog's jaws lunged at it. The fence was inches away for it's escape, but the sheperd was too quick.

That's when you hear that squeal come from the rabbit as if everything innocent, cute, and fuzzy was squeezed out of it. The chase was over. The dogs grabbed each end of the rabbit and began pulling it apart until it was over twice it's length. Fuzzy brown was replaced with a dark red meat color. Then the dogs dropped it and sprinted off as if nothing had happened.

Liz and I just stood there giving each other that No F'in way look!

Later, coming back home, we saw an old man out there looking for the rabbit carcass with a plastic bag in his hand. I said , "are you looking for the rabbit?" The old man said, "yup, hope dem dogs git more of em."

Finally, almost home a car pulls up and the driver asks if we've seen two dogs. We explain where we saw them. 40 minutes later, we were driving to dinner and this guy was still out there looking for them. I felt bad for him. I've stopped 3 strays in my neighborhood to return to their owners, but these dogs were on a hunt and there was no stopping them. I hope he finds them. I also wonder how many rabbits they got? Certainly not enough.