Share your interesting animal stories

[usmcveteran]

Had something interesting happen over the weekend.

Was at the in laws and my dogs were let out into the backyard. I heard screaming that something has my bigger dog. I knew they were talking about a groundhog because I had seen it earlier.

This thing had to be 15 to 20 lbs easy.

Everyone was looking through the door when I got over there. I walked through the kitchen and grabbed a Swiffer lol.

I had to ask people to get out of my way and when I went outside I saw the groundhog was in my dogs mouth and that it was biting my dog at his mouth.

I Literally just started hitting the groundhog with the Swiffer LMAO.

After a few hits the groundhog was on the ground and I was able to keep them separated until it ran under a deck.

[stokes]

Gotta teach the dog how to finish the job. I left the hounds out in the yard when we went to a store one day.They normally come to the gate when they hear my car pull in and greet me as I enter the yard.Not today, I see the 2 of them laying in the middle of the yard staring intently at this brown blob on the ground between them.Dead chuck, broken neck and both eyes hanging out of the sockets.I always figured it was the male, Hank, shook him to death but now I'm not so sure.My female, Mickey chases them on the farm across the road and tries to squeeze into the holes they run into.Her and my boy Beau have had a number of bear encounters, chasing her thru a corn field nearby, I just hope they never catch it,lol.

[gtnorry]

Our dog Ziggy usually sits under the table during dinner but one time he was out playing in the yard and wouldn’t come in. He kept tossing something in the air to catch it like he does with a small stick. Well we were eating and my wife looks at him and sees the stick is a leg and paw. We both run out just in time to see him flip a baby bunny in the air, catch it, and swallow it.

[Norm Deguerre x2]

It was a dark and stormy night ....
came home about 8pm
Was looking through my truck bed when something started rubbing on my legs
After a minute I bent down to pet the nice kitty Then
I saw the white stripe down the back. ????

[WARFAB]

The dog I grew up with was a Gordon Setter with epilepsy. No idea how much his being drugged all the time influenced his behavior, but he was an absolute fanatic about playing fetch. Whether it was a stick or a ball he would retrieve anything until your arm got too tired to throw it. The one day he saw my dad's hammer laying on the ground and grabbed it like it was a stick. He started aggressively shaking it and swinging it around in his mouth like dogs often do to shake their prey. He swung it around by the handle so aggressively that he hit himself in both shoulders with the head of the hammer. I'll never forget the brief pause after he hit himself. He didn't make any noise. He just stopped shaking the hammer and stood there for a second. He then dropped the hammer and just walked away.

[stokes]

My first coonhound, Hank, rest his soul, was a 2 year old "failed hunter" when I first got him. He learned very quick, never needing to be drilled, just tell him a couple of times and he'd get it.So I decided to teach him to get my shoes.As I got ready to take him for a walk he'd get all worked up. As I passed my shoes I told him get the shoe and pointed to it.He grabbed and followed me.I took it and told him get the other and again pointed, he went and got it.Next day same thing with the same result.The 3rd day I am sitting having coffeee and he comes in with my shoe and starts shaking it like he had a woodchuck in his mouth til it goes flying.I grab it and put it aside and he goes for the other, same thing, almost goes thru the window.He now proceeded to bring me every shoe in the house, going upstairs for most of them and throwing them around the living room.Luckily it only took a couple days to break that habit.

[WARFAB]

That's pretty funny.

[WARFAB]

I grew up on the Niagara River, so to exercise the Gordon Setter we would throw tennis balls out into the river as far as we could, and the dog would retrieve them. The river has a 3-4 mph current, so the dog quickly got accustomed to heading to the left of where the ball landed to account for the current. We didn't think much of it until the first vacation we went on with the dog. We threw the tennis ball out into the lake and the dog kept swimming well to the left of where the ball was and having a hard time finding it. Took him a bit to get used to the lack of current.