My Schnauzer & two Rhodesian Ridgebacks have been under the house all day despite cement block barricades I set up to keep them out so they don’t move the house off its foundations. It’s nearly midnight & they won’t come out except to deposit the body of another dead baby possum. Living up close & personal with “nature red in tooth & claw” is beyond me. It may be their nature but it ain’t mine. When I finish my article, they’re on the next caravan going north for adoption. Come hell or high water.