This morning (after spending last night outside on one of her all nighters) I heard her whining to get in. I wasn't about to go downstairs and let her in so I just jumped in the shower. I then got dressed and went downstairs to let her in. When I went to the sliding glass door I noticed something wasn't right. I then looked closer and noticed a tail sticking out of her mouth. She had caught a mouse. I thought it was a rat but it was just a large mouse. I then went out back and tried to get it from her. If you want fun try playing tag with a dog at 6:15 in the morning. Finally I got her to drop it and IT WASN'T DEAD. It was extremely worn out from being played with for who knows how long. Well I put it in a zip lock bag and dropped it in the garbage can. Luckily today is garbage day.
So basically my dog not only thinks it's a teenager, she also thinks she's a cat.