I get so many comments about our Sammy.
Apparently, old Sammy has you all fooled with that innocent face.
Don't let his expression fool you...
behind that mask, he is a dog of many faces.
He is lover and fighter, extreme athlete and couch potato,
gentle caretaker and fierce hunter.
He is friend to all and the best therapist you could want.
Yesterday, while weeding in the garden, I noticed Sam with full attention
to a patch of weeds surrounding the wisteria vine.
He held perfectly still, sniffing the weeds for the longest time.
I had my suspicions as to what held his focus.
Earlier, I had discovered this empty bunny nest amongst my onions.
But then, if you have read my blog for any length of time,
you might remember that I have found all sorts of critters in my garden...
ie: one young porcupine that had to be relocated.
Afraid of what I might find if I dug into the bramble,
I allowed the scene to play itself out.
Sammy continued to hold his gaze.
And then, at just the right moment, dove headlong into the weeds.
A high pitched cry was muffled by his soft mouth and he backed out of the thicket,
with a tiny ball of screaming fur in his mouth.
"Drop it!" I cried...
and out of his mouth dropped a tiny bunny.
"Leave it" was my next command...
and the bunny hopped beneath the garden fence and out into the grass.
Lying very very low, he tried to hide himself in the grass.
With Sammy sitting at a safe distance, I got as low in the grass as I could,
and started clicking my camera shutter.
Bunnies are one critter we really don't need any more of...
especially in the garden.
But, I just can't stand the thought of Sammy hurting an innocent and harmless soul like this.
And...it's only a baby.
Life is hard enough for these wildlings , without the dogs hunting them!
Let's keep a good thought...
perhaps Sammy had intended just to play with this little one.
In the end, I put him back in the garden and locked the gates.
For now, this little one is safe and Sammy has found another playmate!