Molly has been REALLY busy helping Dad this week. She and Dad are cleaning out junk that’s laying around in the yard and lean-to’s. The junk has become nesting areas to rats that come to our property because of the chicken and pig feed.
Let me tell you something – Molly is FIERCE when she is hunting rats. Remember we told you we had a feeling she was used as a hunting dog? Now, we’re 87 million percent positive. She runs like lightning after ’em, grabs ’em, shakes ’em, and then drops ’em for Dad. My lil jaw hit the ground watching her. Who knew that she could move so fast?!
She has been SO proud of herself. She’s like a different dog the last few days.
Look at her searching the wood pile:
She stood on that wood pile for an hour the other evening! Mom gets scared when she goes up there because it’s 4 feet off the ground. She kept telling Molly she was going to give her a heart attack. A couple times the wood got wiggly and Mom’s heart stopped beating.
I am taking notes. I’m working on my ferocious face to scare the little rats. Dad had one in a live trap and I gave him the what for. I was all “grrrr….rawrrrr” *dig dig* “snort…grrrrawwwrrrrr”. He was scared and rightfully so!