chickensnatcher and me were taking feathered chickens out to the little coop to acclimate. on the way back to the house, chickensnatcher spied an interloper! i chased it down while yelling, "Elizabeth! Get a shovel!" the rest of the story in pics... oh, really? what's that? i can't hear you! you're toast, Mister!!! and take that! i win, you lose! Vanna, give us a letter...'V' for Varmint!