The "Perks" of Dog Ownership #4

Our Best Friend loves snow. The Middle Child took him out the other day, and he started digging frantically under the hedge between us and the neighbours.  Thinking it was a ball buried under the snow, TMC helped, pushing the snow with her mittens.  The next thing she knew, OBF had a frozen dead squirrel in his mouth.  Horrified, she made him drop it somehow, and brought him in immediately. She was clearly traumatised, but, to her credit, held it together. 

I gave her a big hug, and we talked about life and death and how excited OBF must have been to catch a squirrel at long last.  The critter lay in the yard until I had a chance to go out this morning and bury it on the hill.  The ground is too frozen for a proper burial, so it's under a layer of snow.  We may see it again in the spring-- but I hope I see it first, and get it under the earth before the kids are traumatised a second time.