We nearly always do the same walk in the morning, there are quite a few rabbits there, just recently there have been quite a few dead ones. Alfie just can't resist them, it seems like a driving force within him to pick them up and carry them, it's the only time that he really defies me. I try and get him to drop them, and he will but as soon as I go to walk away he pounces and picks them up again, some are shall we say, past their sell by date. I end up with the whole walk having bits of rabbit hung in trees If they are recent deaths then I let him carry them back to the car, he is so pleased with this his head held high, his ears up and his front legs kicking out like a hackney horse. I'm lucky that he doesn't have the urge to eat them.