I woke up about 5 this a.m. to the sound and fury of 6 high speed animals tearing thru the house. 5 of them live here.

Apparently the Mighty Meepers, the 28lb. Maine Coon, had brought us a new live critter, his polite way of reminding us that the crunchies bowl is empty, and his 30lb. sister Aggie, the 10lb halloween calico Sassy, the 4lb grand dame Ashley, and one very high speed 7lb minipin Mille were in full pursuit of one very nervous chipmunk, who was in close approach to Mach1. Millie was in the lead. Ashley (age 19) was running a close second, Sassy running 3rd, Aggie was rumbling along in 4th, and Meepers, who was hit by a car and is missing the upper 3/4" of one of his rear femurs, along with the leg portion of the hip joint, was coming in a distant 5th. I swear, half of the trajectories were at least 4' up on the walls. They made at least 3 passes over the bed (I've got the puncture wounds to prove it) before I could even get untangled from the sheets. I spent at least 20 minutes tracking down the critter and getting it herded out a door, with the enthusiastic help of Millie. The cats (smarter than a dog), all took a break and sat on high watching the stupid man and the silly dog, with prominent cat grins in evidence.

I made damn sure the crunchies bowl was full, and took the opp to take Millie out for a one-two break, and damn it if the local deer weren't out there, and off the pack goes in hot pursuit (all but Ashley, who thinks deer are probably not good to eat, or not worth the trouble, or something), and it took me another 30 minutes to catch the stupid dog and get here back in. In 30* weather. In the dark. Wearing my dashing boxer shorts and untied work boots and my 1994 "It's Atlanta!" Olympic tee shirt. The deputy was highly amused, too...

Pets can provide some hilarious (after the fact) antics....

Raccoons are funny little creatures. Up at the cabin we have an entire community of coons. They are harmless enough but they screech like some sort of demons in the evenings.

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We have two of them that live in the area. One night, a brave one tried to charge me while cooking burgers at dusk on the Weber. I quickly discharged a ball in his general direction and damned if I didn't catch him right upside the head! I laughed for a while, and the wife stared at me like I was stupid (as usual).

On Friday, the wife was freaking out at the sound of what she thought was someone getting into the cars out front. I told her it was the trash cans, and when I opened the curtain, damned if the little critter wasn't standing there staring at me as if he was my kid with his hand in a cookie jar! Good thing trash day is Thursday...

Animals have a lack of fear here since they are all "protected". We find it entertaining, I guess.

Yep, until one turns up rabid, it's all ducky. 'Coons are hell to deal with if ya honk one off, so be careful you don't corner one. Possums are the same way. My dog cornered one while I was in FL; was raiding the tomatoes. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/angry.gif" alt="" />

Okay, I have (rather the ex- has) a mini wiener dog that tips the scale barely 10 lbs with collar and tags...

I have found this little $hit with tail wagging as I drag her out of a ground squirrel hole while the dirt is flying out behind her...

Another time, she manages to corner a skunk behind a planter on the patio. The planter was in the corner with the skunk backed into the corner. She was in control as the the skunk couldn't raise its tail and turn... Until I got her in the house. It was one hot summer night the windows were not opened.

Then there was the time she decided to take on a possum that was three times her size....

That was after she caught 4 baby possums and disposed of them...

The funniest was when she was a pup and the cat brought home a live gopher. The cat sat with a funny grin while the wiener dog went a few rounds with the gopher. That taught her how to dispose of little critters.

She never has been able to catch the squirrel that raids the bird feeder. But, she will lay in wait knowing that critter has to cross the yard somewhere.

yes, pets are funny...

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My 5.5 lb poodle and 9lb cat make a heck of a team when it comes to catching mice.

The cat catches them, and while she's playing with it, the poodle moves in for the kill. She also likes to bring them and drop 'em in the wife's lap when she's done <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

And the two of them have a heck of a time wrestling over this nerf football in the living room, usually between the hours of 12 and 3 AM <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/lol.gif" alt="" />

A lot of people do not know that the Dachshund was bread to hunt badgers.


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