One of the minor problems out here in the rural. I really wasn't sleeping well last night anyway, but my 2 Corgis kept running to the back door raising holy ned. Get up with my .45 in hand, nothing, nada. Finally got a couple hrs sleep. After daylight got up, there the thing was hanging by the patio door. As usual it was a big hound looking thing, bones about to pop through all over. Dang it if you feed the poor thing it'll never leave, I just can't bring myself to go ahead and shoot it for a multitude of reasons not the least of which is that I gotta haul it off. Lot of yelling, cussing, and a mag of .22's in the ground and it seems to have left, at least for now. Really it's the owners that I'd love to shoot. Rant over. GW