Hunting in our back yard takes on a "group effort." Ben, the 6 1/2 year old German Shorthair, is so fast and he frequently will get a mouse, or a mole, or a groundhog, or a bunny. Both Winston before, and Nicky now, are always in on the chase, but are nowhere as quick and agile as Ben is, so Ben usually catches the prey. That's when the Berners jump in for the 'treasure.' A few years ago, Winston was sitting on the hill, with a mole's tail hanging out of his mouth and as I approached him to get it, he gulped it down!!! Yuk....no kisses from him for a day after that!!!! Last week, Ben caught a mouse and Nick grabbed it - there was mouse hanging out of both sides of his mouth.....YUK......I finally got him to release his "death grip" on it and disposed of it. No kisses again from Nicky. Ben caught two bunnies over the past several weeks - they come into the yard to dine on our beans and other plants. Teamwork....that's what it is.

Joye Neff and Nick the treasure seeker (and Ben, the hunter)
Mt. Lebanon, Pittsburgh, PA

--On Tuesday, July 15, 2003 8:15 AM -0400 Maria Crifasi <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:r

Then of course there was the famous cow tongue in the park with Hannibal
incident...

Pat Long (& Luther)
with memories of the amazing Berner hunters
Berwyn PA


thinking of all these wonderful hunting dog stories, I believe that Daisy
never really hunted anything  -- unless you count human food.  On the
other hand, I remember many times witnessing Buddy's Lizard Launch method
of hunting.  He would simply sit there, not anticipating anything. A moth
would flutter near him. In a flash his VERY long tongue would whip out,
snag the hapless moth and whip back -- all this without him moving or
changing expression. Then, of course, there was that toad he swallowed in
one gulp. Ever palpate your puppy's tummy and FEEL the poor thing
fluttering around?

Maria Crifasi
Catoctin Mountains - home of every toad in Maryland





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