I have maintained in the past that, given his hunting reflexes and speed, I would be afraid of the squirrel he caught. Tonight, Corvis caught a squirrel. I was indeed afraid of it. I'm walking along the sidewalk, talking with 4thfromtheleft (that's right, there were witnesses), and Corvis is just doing his sniff thing. Suddenly there is more urgent tugging, and so I pull him away and off of... what is that thing... its a squirrel. The squirrel, having the dog pulled off, straightened itself up, hopped off a foot or so, and froze. It didn't look like it was moving, but it certainly wasn't dead. Didn't really see where it came from.
My dog caught himself a squirrel. And was certainly pissed when I didn't let him play with it.