I am so proud of our good boy,  Gus! 

I saw him out near the back fence nudging, and lifting, and nudging more, something that didn’t look right… maybe a hawk, a chicken, or a bunny.   I called for him to “bring it here”.  He looked at me with a strange look, so I said it again. With that,  he picked it up and ran up to the door.   Then I told him to drop it.  He immediately dropped it.

It was a dead wild rabbit.   No signs of trauma, but lots of thing can kill a bunny.  They can scare easily and have a heart attack, disease, or poison.   I am so glad he didn’t eat that already dead rabbit. 

I think he was trying to figure out if it was one of ours or how it got out of the cage.  
He sure has come a long way from last year… when he was told to drop the wild rabbit, but instead swallowed it whole like an alligator.. to nudging,  bringing and dropping on command.   I think our bunnies are part of his domain that he watches.   He always checks on them. So finding one in trouble made him concerned.

By the way,  Gus turned 2 last week.