Rusty had a very successful day today. After the morning walk, Rusty alerted his dad to the fact that there was a mouse under the sofa! Rusty held the mouse at bay while his dad went looking for an appropriate weapon with which to vanquish the mouse. My preference would have been to capture the mouse unharmed, educate him or her on the advisability of decamping to the great outdoors, and open the door—but alas, I slept through the whole thing. So, together, Rusty and his dad took care of the mouse problem. Later, on the noon walk, Rusty treed a cat. After a lunch of barbecued brisket, Rusty took a nap, which was necessary to recover from the blistering heat. Then Rusty had dinner (Beneful and roast chicken from Robért) and another nap. Altogether, a day well spent.
Yet another successful day!
March 27, 2011 by dogma
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When I smell a mouse, I smell a rat. Who you gonna call?
Found this blog looking for advice on raising airedales. Ours just happens to be named Rusty, too. (Rusty Jonez Strandy, officially.) Hoping to see more updates soon!
//H