Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are

When we opened the door this morning and the dogs poured thru, Bailey thought she saw something scurry into the wood pile. Last year I saw a little mouse sticking his head out of the sticks on the pile and I'm guessing he lives there, perhaps with his family.


Bailey loves to hunt and spends hours following the tracks of squirrels and rabbits that visit the yard. She becomes so absorbed in the hunt that she doesn't notice what her siblings are doing or even if they've gone inside and left her in the yard alone.


She was trying to poke her head in between the sticks to find her prey.


The wood pile has been there since a big ice storm two years ago and has only been partially knocked down once when Tess climbed it to see what was on the top.


Bailey has knocked down several sticks and the whole pile is leaning now.


She's reaching her paw in to try to clear a space. She also tried digging a hole under the pile.


It's very frustrating when a dog can't get in there after that mouse, but she won't give up.


Maybe he went up here.


She's checking on the other side to see if there's a better opening.


She has to check everywhere. No telling where that sneaky mouse could be.


She's very determined and I'm sure in the next few days either she'll find her mouse, or the mouse will move to a safer neighborhood.

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