
You say this little creature is cute? I say it smells. I discovered 8 of them in the compost pile yesterday and it took much yelling and wrangling to get one out of my "jaws of death and destruction" (mwaa-ha-ha-ha evil dachshund laugh). These people that I live with, they really don't make any sense. All summer they point at big creatures like this one, and say "Kassi, chase the rabbit! Get him, get him!" And I run really fast and chase them away like a good girl. But root out a whole bunch of them (at a size I could actually manage) and they go all soft and mushy on me. They just don't get it - they'd never survive in the wild.