I have to get this off my chest somewhere as I feel awful. Took my Westie out for a walk yesterday and as we were in the woods I spotted two moles fighting with one another. I was intrigued so slowly walked over to them with our dog on the lead. Being the hopeless dog he is he didn't even notice them.
The moles quickly scurried off in opposite directions. For some reason I playfully pointed out one of the moles to our dog, just to see what he made of it. He walked over towards it, excitedly and sniffed it as it started to dig into the ground. Within a split second our dog grabbed it in its mouth and more or less tore a hole in the poor thing. I shouted and pulled our dog away but it was too late as the mole took its last few breaths.
I know it's just a mole but I feel terrible for letting that happen and essentially encouraging our dog to go and investigate. It's played on my mind so thought I'd get it off my chest.