*Years* ago in a magazine some wandering photog published a series of pictures in which a mother rat backed a Dobe down off a construction site dirt pile and chased it away from her babies.
I had a rat [creatively named “Rat Woman”] who would go right for my crotch-chomping Wonder Dobe’s toes.
She really freaked him out.
He was in the kitchen one day and I kept seeing him hopping on the other side of the baby gate.
I thought he was just being goofy and wanting out to get in between me and the artwork I was doing.
She’d slipped under gate and was pestering his toes something terrible.
She never bit him hard...just toenail nips and he knew she was mine so he wouldn’t defend himself against her.
Crazy critters.
:)
You allowed your poor, innocent doberman to be tortured by a democRAT?
What did he ever do to you to merit THAT?
:-) ;-)
(with apologies to your Ratus (norvegicus?) )