After much shaking of the carpet and a few jabs with a shovel handle, Mr mouse decides he better vacate the premises....the very minute it came out Buck grabbed it in his mouth and started to prance all over the yard. Who needs a
when I have Buck.....So I make for the house to get a piece of food to try and get Buck to drop Mr mouse. 
Bucks havein' none of it. He would go a few feet and drop the mouse, as soon as I got close he would grab and run. I then got close enough to try and pry open his jaws.....nothing doin'! Well there I am standing there watching a few fleas travel up and down Bucks nose.....He does not care about the fleas 
So I decide to wait him out. He was prancing around like he done a great deed. He finally stopped, dropped the mouse because he was panting. I swooped, grabbed and flung Mr. Very Dead Mouse over the fence. I grabbed the flea and Tick spray the Vet gave me and preceeded to spray Buck and Jasmine both. I washed my hands three times before I could feel better about that mouse. And Yesterday Buck Broke loose from me while we walking and ran toward the man who rents out fields (who was in his pick-up) and right in front of him
I'm thinking DEAD BUCK! The guy saw him and stopped in pleanty of time. I spanked Buck all the way to the yard. But all is ok now. I srill think I need to wash My hands again Love Oma
