Where we live, we have about an acre and a half of fenced in yard, and the fenced in area extends about 500 feet down our driveway where there's a gate. Last summer, I was out doing fence repairs in a far pasture, and I left the 3 Min Pins and the Rottie out in the yard while I was working. When it came time to come in, Athena, Maya, and Thor were all right there, waiting to go in and eat, but no Apollo. I called him for a few minutes, and finally saw him strutting up the driveway (Min Pins always strut, but this was REALLLY strutting...) He was dragging something as large as himself, and when he finally got to me I saw it was a big old gopher. The look in Apollo's eyes was sheer pride, but that quickly changed when I took the dead gopher away from him and threw it in a garbage can. You could almost see tears welling up in the poor guy's eyes, as if how dare I take something away from him that he worked so hard on. When my wife got home from wherever she was, he ran right to her as if he was hurt and needed comfort. After that, for about two days, he wouldn't sit with me on the sofa, wouldn't sleep on my side of the bed, basically, he was mad, and wanted to prove it.