In the middle of the night there was some kind of a ruckus
and the little dogs wanted out.
Victor either went out there and caught a baby bunny himself, or else he snitched it from a cat.
He happily put it on the kitchen floor. Poor thing was half-skinned but still alive.
Victor couldn't understand why his prize had to be taken away so soon. He thought we should keep it under the couch for a while.
In the wolf-world this bringing stuff to the lair is the instinct to care for the pack.
This morning he brought back another.
The paw in the pic is Rosesroserose, who just sat there observing the whole thing.
Warning - graphic image.