[libramunoz]

PM-I'm not surprised that your dog would bring you her "friends" to show how good of a girl she was being. It happens.

When we moved here (to TX), we brought our dog, Wonder (yes, short for Wonder Woman-hey-I was 12 when I named her) to TX with us. Being from California, she could take anything! She loved and I do mean LOVED hanging out with the cows. The chickens, that was another story. The only live chicken she ever liked was a live dead one that she killed, but any other farm animal, she was Empress to them.

She'd never bother them, unless she was peeing and the calves would try to sneak upon her to see what she was doing. She'd then 1/2 snap at them, and they'd run to their mommy's. But she looked like a newborn calf.

But she too, had her friends. Now why she loved moles and possums, I don't know but she did. She'd take them, grab them by the middle and fling them like a football. Yes, I do mean fling those things like a football across the yard. She'd keep it up usually until we'd call her in the house. I believe that a couple of the moles she killed because she'd be playing with the carcass of the mole. I'd usually see the thing with ants all over it, try to move it, and she'd go out, find it, and the football game would begin.

Then we had Angel, after Bun Bun (Wonder) died. While Bun Bun was the empress of the farm, Angel was the Princess and she let you know it. She was cute, cuddly, and deathly afraid of thunderstorms. But she didn't like to eat "dog food" for that was for DOGS! She didn't like the cows--those were ANIMALS. She didn't really like PEOPLE, but she could ADJUST to them--and to add insult to injury, this heffa was mine!

When I went to college, she became my Mom's and was nicknamed Foolie by my brother--but she still knew that she was mine. But Foolie/Angel did have this one annoying as hell habit--she like to eat baby kittens. Usually within 1 to 2 weeks old.

At that time, we had around 40 cats on the farm. 20 at my aunts and 20 at my grandfather. Well, the 20 came from her indoor cat, Mickey Catch, that was supposedly spayed--yeah right! That was the most prolific spayed cat that I'd ever seen! Anyways, when there was a new litter born, my aunt had to hide the kittens before Angel found them because, yup, she'd literally eat them.

I don't know where she'd gotten that from, but until the old girl died, that was just one of her quirks.

Now my other dog, Buddy, he does have a thing for playing with the possums, kinda like Wonder, but he's still kinda skitchy.