When a possum wandered into the backyard this weekend, I learned something about Bowdu’s prey drive.
Specifically, his prey drive doesn’t kick in if the creature doesn’t dart and just huddles in place, hissing and making ugly faces. The worst that Bowdu did to the hapless opossum was bark and “play” bow, occasionally starting forward — but he did not make physical contact.
After a while of the same expression from an otherwise motionless creature, he lost interest.
Or maybe he was confused, especially when I brought out the camera. He kept staring back at me, as if wondering why I want to take a picture of that ugly ol’ thing?
Better than cleaning up bloody possum shreds!