be vewy, vewy quiet - i'm hunting wabbit

Terrible start to my day. I let Salem out in the backyard, and after 15 minutes, he returns with a dead baby rabbit in his mouth. I was so disgusted with him. In a matter of 1 hour, he brought me 2 more!! Why did I let him out each time? There must be a nest somewhere. The dog next door wanted in on the action. Salem could not figure out why I was so mad at him. Normally, he'd hide under the bed. Instead, he craved my attention. No, I think it was my approval he wanted. He's a mix of cocker spaniel and beagle. So the beagle in him is a natural hunter. And he seemed very proud to bring me back his prey. I feel terrible for the rabbits, but I felt just as bad for scolding Salem. I need to check the perimeter of the fence to make sure no more rabbits get into the backyard.