The farmers around us have begun to harvest their wheat during harvest time all the little critters are on the move trying to find new homes.  Well there’s no room at our quant little abode or anywhere on our property.  I saw what at first glance looked like a kitten running across our lawn but it turned out to be a field RAT.  I saw it run toward Dad’s tractor so I took off after it lightning fast alerting dad, Rat, Rat, Rat.  He came over and we started looking for the intruder.

Dad said I was in the way but I don’t think I was, I mean if it wasn’t for my terrier instincts he would not have even known there was a rat.  Dad and I looked high....

....and low.

I was like a wild man going crazy trying to help dad find him.   Finally we found him wedged between the motor and radiator, dad grabbed mom’s mop and tried poking the rat with the handle but he wouldn’t budge.  Dad decided he’d get his pellet gun and shoot him.  Dad killed the rat and after he retrieved it from the motor he let me sniff him but wouldn’t let me have him.  I was all smiles and proud of myself for a job well done.

And here’s one more photo of my bum, just for the ladies.