Got armadillo?

After days and days of trying to catch an armadillo that has been digging holes in the flowerbeds, we woke up to a nice surprise this morning: one armadillo in the catch/release trap. We're pretty sure it's the same one that's been here for a while because my husband set the trap by the barn where the armadillo had made his home.

Right now, the armadillo's new home is at the lake. My husband drove him there this morning, in the pouring rain, and released him near the lakeside so he can begin his new adventure with waterfront living. Armadillos are not the brightest of creatures. Even after my husband opened the door of that cage this morning, the armadillo made no effort to get out of it and go on his way. My husband had to literally turn the trap sideways and upside-down to force the armadillo to walk out of the wire cage.

Savannah woke me up twice this morning with very low barking, and I think that she heard the trap close on the armadillo, and then heard the armadillo struggling to get out of the trap. Those traps don't hurt the animals they catch, but they make a loud noise when the door slams shut, and I'm sure that Savannah was able to hear that.

It's been raining -- pouring -- all day long here, with just little windows of very light rain that I take advantage of to get Savannah out for a walk without both of us getting sopping wet. It's been a lot of years since I've had to walk a dog in the rain, and I can honestly say it's something that I didn't miss. One good thing, though... Savannah doesn't like the rain so she goes quickly out there and then we're back in the house--- after she steps and splashes in a puddle or two, which she seems to think is fun.