Rose has an interesting approach when it comes to "hunting" squirrels. While most canines give chase the second their eyes spy a bushy-tailed rodent, she does not. No. When Rose's beautiful big brown "Beagle" eyes catch sight of a squirrel, she remains stationary. For the longest time!! Her eyes constantly fixated upon that bushy-tailed rodent, she seldom loses sight of "him". Unless another squirrel enters our backyard!! Rose sits, patiently awaiting, as tremors work their way through her body. She just shakes and shakes!! Occasionally, my mongrel will point in the direction of her "prey". She balances on three legs, twain eyes staring down a squirrel, her right front leg lifted. Then, like an African lioness, Rose sneaks toward the unsuspecting bushy-tailed rodent, slowly, legs slightly crouched, body low.... One day, I was preparing to leave someplace. I ran around our house like "a chicken with its head cut off", so the saying goes. Marking off my mental checklist before leaving Rose. Chairs on furniture. Doors closed. Food pushed back. Radio on. Check, check, check, check!! Rose was outside, in our fenced backyard, enjoying some fresh air. When suddenly "he" appeared: A bushy-tailed rodent. "Not now!!" I protested. "We gotta go!!" But my words flew out into the air, unheeded. As I knew that they would!! For like a Major League Baseball pitcher facing an opposing hitter, Rose was, once again, in the zone!! I have witnessed this countless times before. Her Attention Deficit Disorder was taking complete control over everything else!! I could not "bribe" Rose with a treat. Nope!! Rattling her red leash to indicate a walk would be for naught. Honestly!! And Rose can stand stock-still for over an hour, her body trembling, patiently awaiting a chase!! Oh dear.... We did not have that much time!! So.... I decided to "help" her out some. I walked toward the squirrel. "He" was terrified of me, which I am well aware of!! Hence my plan!! The bushy-tailed rodent scurried away toward "safety". Rose's right front leg lifted.... She was in pointer-mode, once again!! Next, Rose stepped toward her "prey", slowly.... I standing between the two creatures. "He" was fearlessly nibbling on some dry grass. Rose's ears "perked", her forehead furrowed. I was caught in the middle of a potential chase!!