TJ has said for over a year that one of these days, our dog Lola was going to catch a rabbit. Not that we promoted it or even wanted it to happen but nature has its way of handling those situations.
Last night, TJ and I stayed in and rented a movie. We were right in the middle of a very intense part when Lola started whining to go outside. TJ hurried up to let her out the back door and moments later at the exact time the movie had my heart already racing, TJ yells, "NO!" I jumped!
Lola had caught her first rabbit. I don't know who was more frightened, me, Lola or the bunny. Probably the bunny.
(Lola and her stuffed bunny back in the day)
Don't worry, the bunny lived through the ordeal. TJ scared Lola so much when he commanded her to "LEAVE IT" that she immediately dropped it and it hopped away to freedom.
I must say that I think Lola got lucky. We have so many wild bunnys that run through our back yard but TJ said that the bunny took a wrong turn and ran smack into Lola.
When she was a puppy she used to love to sleep with her "bunny" (a stuffed toy from IKEA) but as she started chewing we went thru about 4 of them and decided that bunny had outlived his life.
I honestly don't think she meant to harm it, she just doesn't know how to be a gentle giant. She walked around the yard and back to the house with the most ashamed look on her face. We had to console her that she was a good girl but needed to steer clear of the rabbits. I don't think the advice sunk in but we'll hope for the best.
