I think it might be a cousin to the wolverine..
Long story short..
My first husband abandoned me..
Left me with a farm to run..
One night the dogs went nuts..
This critter was going through my hen house like a hurricane..
He sat up on his haunches with one of my favorite hens in his mouth..
The "Last Supper" you might say..
Ms.B
Yer a strong woman Ms B