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That too funny.

In the past we've had critter problems, but no more. The ut1992's family protector, or Darth Vader (10 month old Black Lab) as we affectionately call me, feels it is his duty to kill every critter that comes into the backyard or garage.

However, it wasn't always that way. When he was about 3 months old MBH and I were sitting on the porch one evening (at dusk) and DV was sleeping in his little pet bed in the yard about 10 feet from us. All of a sudden he jumped up, started yelping bloody murder and running towards us. MBH jumped up screaming as well as we thought maybe a snake had gotten him.

I ran into the house, got my baseball bat and went to investigate. It turns out that a frog had jumped into his bed with him. Well, I had to sit him down and sternly explain to him what his job was. I think he was embarrassed.

He now brings all kinds of dead vermin into the house, much to the chagrin of MBH.

I can also relate to your finding unwanted visitors. MBH found a small field mouse in the laundry hamper in the garage and you would have thought that MBH had seen the face of the devil. I almost busted a valve trying to hold back my laughter. I told DV to "get'im" and he earned his keep that night.