[AnAmericanMother]

Shelley has actually caught a rabbit. I didn't witness the dirty deed, but my husband did. He had let her out into the yard to "go" - and go she did, about light speed right across the lawn into a thicket, and emerged with a cottontail in her mouth. She proudly brought it back to my husband, who ordered her to "drop it!" She dropped it, and it took off running. I'm afraid Shelley doesn't mind my husband the way she minds me, and she took off after the rabbit again, and this time kept running with it in her mouth. She doubled back to him after he called her 2-3 times, and by that time Mr. Rabbit was quite dead, whether from fright or bite. (Shelley was very peeved that he took the rabbit from her and buried it in the back behind the fence.)

[Professional Engineer]

Chelsea cornered one last summer. She hesitated briefly. She appeared to be thinking "now what?".

The bunny hissed, then leapt right into her face and took off.

I was laughing so hard thinking of Monty Python, that Chelsea was totally befuddled.

[HairOfTheDog]

Gidget has killed a number of bunnies here, in the spring when they are ~everywhere~. She will watch me when she sees one. If I catch on she will hold back.... but if I DON'T see her and tell her to "Leave it" she will get them.

She also is a Mole-Dog.... If you don't mind her digging up the yard to do it...

And she has killed a number of mice in the barn and birds. She is a killer. A better mouser than the cat because she just kills them outright, unlike the cat, who will play with them and then let them get away or wander off to die somewhere.

I can't take the drama.