A baby squirrel must've been blown out of its nest last night when we had heavy thunderstorms roll through. The boys were very very interested in something lying on the ground and that's never good so I gave them the "Leave it" command and Woobie instantly returned to the deck (yay!). Indie was more conflicted, so he decided he'd carry the poor hairless thing (eyes weren't even open yet) over to me. He didn't understand why I gave him the "Leave it" again, but he did drop it, ohhhh he so didn't want to, you could just see the confusion in his eyes, he finally did leave the poor creature on the ground and return to the deck. There were no visible injuries on the little thing so they hadn't been biting on it or anything, I'm honestly surprised they didn't eat it, but I put it in the woods outside the fence. Once they were let back out, Indie canvassed the yard FOREVER looking for it. He was so gentle picking it up to bring it to me, I honestly think he was trying to bring it to me to fix or something. Poor little squirrel. 