Major pandemonium struck our house today...in the form of a juvenile armadillo a little too close to the fence. Three dogs barking right in the little guy's face did little to deter it as it nosed around. Only after a fairly steady three-minute bark fest did the armadillo decide to retreat into the safety of the woods. But that didn't stop the dogs from barking. Nope. They just kept barking. Punky wanted to play with it, Scout wanted to murderize it, and Marley wanted to scare it then love it.
They are still looking for it.