While we were out walking at 6am, we saw a little rat scurrying away quickly. No rat, no matter how tiny, can escape Rusty's eagle eye (technically he is blind in one eye).
I used to drag him away in the past but these days, I just run along with him as he goes after the poor creature. He's a jack russell terrier afterall. Hunting ability is bred into them.
While I would never personally kill a rat (I find little ones really cute actually), I can't make Rusty go against nature right?
It's funny how we used to trap rats at our farm and couldn't bear to kill them. After releasing them far far away by the reservoir bank, they quickly found their way back. Cookie would just bark and bark, waiting for Rusty to take over and finish them off.
He has killed 3 small ones this week. You'll be surprised at how many there are in the open fields. If not for Rusty, I would never know of their existence. He's really efficient and quick. Once he spots one, it's over within seconds. Once it is dead, he walks away and never look back. I would still be shivering from fright and disgust.
The cats in our estate just watch with amusement. They don't even bother to lift a paw even if the rat is under their nose. The only rat-catching cat I've met was the one called Julien in Loire, France. That was a wicked one who tossed the victim about for a long time before killing it. Then he ate it all up. Best friend said it's no wonder he has the same name as my ex-husband. LOL.