Rusty has killed one field mouse and caught another on Thursday-but it got away when I asked what he had in his mouth. Rusty's instincts take over when we are outside. The grossest thing I have ever seen was a slug that got thick, goopy, stuff all over Rusty's muzzle and it would not come off! Daddy could not even get it off.
It was terrible! Rusty finally got it off by eating it.
(there were no yorkie kisses for a long, long, long time after that)
Yuck.
__________________  Rusty, Cheyenne, Bubbles, Chewie, Macayla, Samantha Every day is so much fun!
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