Mowing the lawn yesterday I spotted this new den entrance at my bulkhead. The opening of such a size that when mowing past the gaping maw I quickened my step, imagining flashing teeth at my ankle.
It selected a great spot really. That precast concrete bulkhead probably has significant voids. The entrance has been used before, by a much smaller beast, a skunk. It was a brief rendezvous as I plugged the entrance with those rocks.
This new visitor paid them no mind.
I might rake out that soil in front for a pad-print, it’s difficult to read one now.
The entrance was inspected by my Cairn, a breed that will, go underground after prey, there are competitions.
Some say that the Cairns piercing bark really helped finding and digging a dog out that found itself stuck.
I kept Bailey on the leash.
He sniffed twice and wandered off and he knows the skunk odor, so it’s not Pepe Le Pew. This hole is new, a few days max. Perhaps this beast is one that Bailey has not cataloged ? He is still making new friends, at 14.
The location is difficult to monitor, whatever it is could slip in and out unnoticed,quite easily.
So, I am going to borrow one of those game cameras and see what we have.
Fall, raking leaves , once we burned wood, so stacking was enjoyable with Bryce and Jeffrey. It would become a fort. This hole would have been alot of fun. Bryce would have done the camera, Jeffrey the scholarly research on the beast within.
Standby for our furry friends debut.
Mike
The Exeter Town Crier 