Fred the hunter

As you can see, Bob just doesn't get it. I think he would rather sit on a comfy chair.

Fred's inner hunter takes over when we're outside. He has caught mice, moles, and voles. He even found a dead squirrel once. Oh, was that a treat. When he catches something, he brings the catch to me or Pat. All you can do is tell him "good boy" and take possession of the prize. He's trying to find a chipmunk in these pictures. Bob would rather lounge around on the recliner.