My hound Gabby killed a rabbit in the winter and went for a much more challenging kill last night and almost got herself disemboweled. Around midnight I heard her screeching and making this awful noise in the back. When I opened the door our terrier ran out to check it out. Gabby had a big ass raccoon pinned in the corner of our fence and was sort of boxing with it. When I got out there, my dog was shrieking like hell and my other dog ran up and it escalated from there. The raccoon started swiping at my dog and growling and was barely missing her. I kept yelling at both dogs and the terrier ran away, but the hound kept trying to smack the raccoon and the raccoon kept trying to smack her. I finally got up about a foot away and the raccoon went wild and finally scrambled up the fence and hissed and growled at all three of us assholes from up there.
Picked both dogs up and ran them inside. The little fucker sat on top of my fence and looked up towards our window at least until I went to sleep which was about an hour later. Thing looked like it was more pissed off than scared and did not seem to hesitate to try to shred a 40lb dog.
The best part about this is that earlier in the day I kept making comments about how I'd like to take Gabby out in the woods and see if she could kill something since it had been a while since the rabbit. I hadn't made a comment like that in months, bizarre coincidence.
