Ground Squirrel.

The dogs were going crazy over the something trapped under the tiles at the base of the goose yard fence. I could hear it squeek. I thought bird, C thought rat. Dogs thought whatever it was, it was not worth letting up about until they got it.







We finally soaked the area (C's idea), were able to move the tiles, and let loose the massively huge ground squirrel trapped underneath. Arrow nabbed it, and with the judicious use of a shovel, I finished it off.

Phew, finally Hazel stopped barking.