Their methods are effective and efficient. Squirrels are particularly easy to detect; Brodi chases them down the fence line while Bailey circles around in front of them and them jumps against the fence hard enough to knock them into the yard. The moles and possums were caught under cover of darkness so I cannot report on those battles. However I suspect the attacks were swift and methodical as these unfortunate insurgents are left intact. O_o
Please note that Mark and I have indoctrinated the dogs concerning any particular political persuasion. They were adopted, as individuals, during their adolescence, and each seems to have arrived at our home with their political tendencies already established - just like Brodi showed up fearing laundry baskets and Bailey was carrying around a few extra pounds that she never quite shed. Clearly they have found kindred spirits in each other and that has amplified any passion they had already.
Last night we suffered a friendly-fire accident. It was horrible - you never think it will happen to your own troops, but it does. I'm still not speaking to Bailey and have contemplated pulling her off of the front lines for a while. A day or two in the garage might do her some good. NATO has been unable to confirm why a front-yard-bunny ventured under the fence into dog territory, however you can imagine the horror for all involved. Mr. Goetz reports he will inspect and repair the fence, making any necessary arrangements to keep this incident to a one-time event. For Bailey's sake I hope he is successful.
