The day my dog caught a squirrel was the best dog day of her life. Both she and the squirrel were shocked. I broke it up before she came to her senses. The squirrel jumped away and leached on to a nearby tree. Only 3 feet from the ground. I grabbed my dog, that's when all her hunting instinct took over. She pulled and wiggled, cried and howled, trying to get back to her prize. Poor squirrel hung on the tree for 40 minutes in the same spot, shocked. Years later my dog sleeps at my side, while she sleep barks and runs, I wonder if she's dreaming of that day. The best dog day of her life.