Oh NO, Rosie Roo!

[bunn]

Pp let Rosie out into the garden for her late-night pee.  20 seconds later I hear barking growling and snarling in the garden, but by the time I had got over there, there was silence, and before I could find some shoes, she came hurtling back in again, with a cut on her nose and smelling VERY STRONGLY of some animal musk.

It doesn't smell like fox, so after some thought, I conclude that Rosie has probably encountered a badger in the garden.  Thank goodness she got away with only a cut.

Go AWAY badgers!   Rabbits in the garden I can tolerate, but I draw the line at carnivores with honking big claws. 

Comments

[howlin-wolf-66.livejournal.com]

Poor Rosie! I hope she is not too unsettled by this? :-(

[bunn.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is the kind of thing she takes very much in her stride. Hunting injuries are expected by the Rosie Roo, and she runs through them: the terror produced by a falling pencil (or goat) is what really gets to her!

I think it's that she doesn't handle life well outside of her own very strict parameters. My lurcher rescue contact thinks she was probably born and brought up for her first few months in a shed with very little contact with people or dogs other than her own family :-/

[howlin-wolf-66.livejournal.com]

I may not be able to offer much protection from badgers... but pencils, I can do! :D