the #@@#)*&@ armadillos
A few years ago my daughter heard a horrid racket outside, midnight- hubby sleeping soundly. She saw a really large armadillo in the yard tearing things up in general. She went into the bedroom for the shotgun being quiet so as not to wake hubby. Got outside and had no shells. (Normally it was always loaded) Back in the house careful not to wake up hubby. Back outside- big blam, no more armadillo. She did however have one very surprised husband the next morning. One of those cases not a hunter by nature- but also not going to have her yard/flowers/garden torn up either.
High five to your daughter.
Update on the chicken wire - it’s working to keep the armadillos out but the cat that’s been hanging around left a present in the enclosure this morning. Ok, my fault since I put out food and water for him/her this week. I’m choosing to chaulk it up as fertilizer... same with the present the big dog (no, bad dog!) left in the middle of the path to the garden.