I had a couple of dogs and one was a Papillon. They are the second smallest breed of dog and are only slightly bigger than a chihuahua. The council tried to declare her dangerous claiming she bit a ranger's finger and drew blood. I told the ranger to fuplie off because my dog doesn't have the jaw strength to draw blood. Proof is below.
Mine was a lap dog but also a hunting dog and went after anything that moved. One day I found her outside sitting on top of a dove (bird). She was chewing on its neck and trying to bite its head off. The dog was only slightly bigger than the bird but she was lying on top of this bird chewing away on its neck trying to remove its head.
About an hour later I said walkies, and the big dog (Kelpie x) hops up ready to go for a walk. I look at the Papillon and say "Are you coming for a walk?". She looks at me. Looks at the bird. Looks at me again. Gives the bird one last bite and gets up to go for her walk.
I pick the dove up and carry it outside and put it on the ground. It is covered in drool and the feathers are all squished to the skin. I step back and the bird looks around, stands up, shakes itself off and flies away.
The dog spent over an hour trying to bite this bird's head off and did nothing to it except make the feather gross and slimy. I'm sure the little dog was thinking, "I've seen the big dog do this plenty of times, why won't its head come off?"
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Another time she was catching grasshoppers with her paws. She would lift her paw to see if she got it and grasshopper would jump away, so she would jump after it. It went on for about an hour with her putting her paw on them and lifting it to check if she got it.
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Someone left a beer bottle cap on the park one day and I could hear this clink clink clink noise as I walked along. I checked the bottom of my boots but nothing there. I walked on a bit further and clink clink clink. I stopped and checked again, nothing. Walked on further and clink clink clink. I stopped and so did the kelpie but the Papillon kept walking and so did the clink clink clink noise. She had picked up the bottle cap and it was stuck on her back foot and she was walking around normally with a metal shoe made from a bottle cap.
I left it on her for about half an hour and everyone at the dog park was going "What's that noise?" I eventually told them and they picked the dog up and took it off her foot. They were all laughing but trying to give me a hard time calling me mean for leaving it on. But it was funny, a little dog wearing beer bottle cap tap shoes.
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The Kelpie was a natural hunter and would literally stalk things just like tigers and other big cats do. She would spend 30 minutes just moving 10 meters to get closer to her target. She could crouch down or crawl on her belly. She was very good and very patient when it came to hunting. There were times when she would stand perfectly still for 5-10 minutes just waiting for the prey item to look away.
One day we were at the park and she had been stalking a couple of ducks for about 20 minutes. She was about 10 meters from them and getting closer. Then this little white flash goes racing past her and straight at the ducks. It was the Papillon who had no patience to stalk anything and just raced straight into the ducks causing them to fly off.
The Kelpie looks across at her and you could almost see her shake her head and said "fuplie idot".
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Final one for the Papillon. We were out walking one night and the dogs used to chase cats. We were on the footpath and the Papillon saw this big ugly Persian thing sitting on the front veranda. The Papillon went up the driveway and growled at this cat trying to get it to run. The cat was easily twice the size of the dog but it wasn't stopping her. She wanted that cat to run so she could chase it.
The Kelpie looks across and says "No, too much trouble"
The Papillon is bouncing around this cat growling at it trying to get it to run. It was like the cartoon with the big dog and little dog chasing Sylvester the cat into the shed and there is a tiger in there. The little dog goes in and says it's just a little cat, go get him. The big dog goes in and gets mauled by a tiger.
The cat has had enough and gets up, arches its back and hisses at the dog. The dog growls back and the cat takes a swipe at it. I whistle for the dog who comes back to me but the cat follows. This cat is following us down the road for several hundred meters growling at the dog and taking swipes at it. The Kelpie is off walking up the front going, "I ain't dealing with this". The Papillon is walking backwards growling at the cat and trying to avoid being swiped by it.
I'm wetting myself laughing trying to shoe this cat away and it starts growling and hissing at me. Then it starts swiping at me. The Kelpie looks back and says "fuplie this, you lot pulled it, you lot deal with it". I can barely see through the tears of laughter and the Papillon is still trying to get this cat to run.
A few minutes later and this cat swipes my leg so I take my thong (flipflop for the Americans) off and swat the cat on the head. It swipes back and tries to bite me, so I swat it a few more times before it backs off. But the bloody Papillon still kept going it trying to get it to run.
Eventually it stopped following us and by that time the Kelpie was half way up the street and I'm carrying the Papillon to stop her trying to get the cat to run.
She was a beautiful dog but totally obsessed when it came to chasing things.
