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I saw it last night when I was lying on the couch with mom.

I heard something; you know, my hearing is quite remarkable, being a dog and all. I looked around and spied it running under the love seat. I immediately alerted mom, who said for me to be quiet. I guess she wanted to watch The Closer on television. But when it comes right down to it, mom will choose me every time over the television. So, she said I should watch for it to come out. I placed myself right directly in front of the love seat and settled down to watch for it to come forth so I could catch it. I know, humans think house dogs can’t do anything, but they are wrong.

I heard that little sucker rustling around under there, and decided I should be in a position to pounce if I had the chance. I gingerly climbed onto the love seat being alert as well as quiet. I decided barking would scare it off, so I quit. I bet I waited for hours, but it seemed like days.

Finally, that little furry creature made a dash for it. I was on the job: I jumped right on it, but it squirmed away. That little maneuver didn’t stop me. He was fast, I’ll give him that, but I was faster. I caught that little rodent on the fly. By this time, mom had jumped up off the couch and was yelling for me to “DROP IT.”

I ran into the kitchen with it clutched in my mouth; it was still moving–I’m not a killer you know. Mom stormed into where I was, gave me that look she has perfected that makes someone want to cringe and stop whatever, and I immediately dropped it. She looked at it, saw it was still moving, and got Paul to come get it so he could take it down to the creek bottom and let it go. I guarded my prey while she was gone to make sure the others wouldn’t eat it.

Success!! Paul picked it up with his gloves and carried it to safety. And it better not come back; I won’t be as nice next time.