My Killer Dog

Around 10:00 this evening, I realized that I had not seen Adam in a while. I asked Mark if Adam was in his room, and he said that he thought Adam was outside. I went into the back yard and called him. I heard strange noises coming from under the workshop. Adam had some poor animal in his mouth and was shaking it violently. I got a flashlight and found that he had killed a possum and partially disembowelled it.

I love my dog, but this killer instinct in him is very disturbing.