The one thing Rosebud seems to be crazy about is squirrels. She goes nuts when they are running around on the tree right outside the front door.
When we let her out there she tries jumping up as high as she can as if she's going to climb up into the tree to get those squirrels. It's very funny to see.
When we are at the park to play frisbee, the only thing that can distract her from the frisbee is if she spots a squirrel somewhere in the park. She is obsessed with them.
In our backyard, as she lies by the pool, they go past her on the power lines and taunt her from a safe distance. You can tell she is thinking about them all the time. When she sleeps, she twitches and chirps sometimes and we figure she's chasing squirrels in her dreams.
I've always told Aimee that, as fast as Rosebud is, she'll never actually catch a squirrel and that even if she did, she wouldn't know what to do with it. It would probably just get away.
Well, today she finally caught one. Right in the backyard. And she didn't let it get away.
R.I.P. poor squirrel.
I happened to be home and had all the windows open and heard her make a little noise out there. I came out to find her "playing" with the squirrel the same way she "plays" with her stuffed squirrel. Only this one didn't make the same squeaking noises her toy does.
The little guy still had a little bit of life left in him, but not much.
I brought Rosebud inside and she was able to watch me dispose of her catch into the black bin with a shovel. Fortunately, the trash pickup is today and they should be here anytime.
Now Rosebud is searching and sniffing all over the backyard, either looking for that same squirrel, or trying to track down a new one.
