Life with dogs


We love our dogs.  They bring joy and laughter to our lives every day and we can’t imagine being without them.

Adia, the rabbit killer.

However, when Adia decided to raid a nest of baby rabbits she found in the yard yesterday, we were ready to send her off to live on a nice farm somewhere.

Adia is a miniature pincer/miniature dachshund mix who weighs only 7 pounds. But dogs like her were bred to hunt rabbit and badger and hedgehog so anything that builds its nest in the ground is, as they say, fair game.

But killing baby rabbits on Easter Sunday is just so wrong on so many levels that all we can say is BAD DOG.

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About Dianna Ott

Lydia Street is about an old house, a new garden and the adventures of the lovely and talented occupants, Dianna and Christe. We love our dogs; we love to cook; we love to garden; and we have too many house projects going on at the same time. We also have plenty of stories to tell. Visit us at www.lydiastreet.com.
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2 Responses to Life with dogs

  1. Lydia Street says:

    You’d think the rabbits would learn to build their nests out of reach, but I guess it’s just nature’s way. Remind me to tell you about the time we found a bird’s wing under the bed …

  2. I grew up with dobermans (regular size) on our farm. Once, our dog Dutchess got into a nest with one baby rabbit in it. We saved it and the mother would never touch her again because of the human scent. We raised her, named her Molly, and she was a pet for years. Although, we always had to keep Dutchess away from her!

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