At one point I needed to move the steel and underneath it was a reasonable brown rat, not huge, but big enough for me not to want to grab it by the tail!. So Steph and I got the boys all worked up and then I stuck a long piece of timber down the other end and forced it out, Strider was on to it in a flash, and with that bite (he's perfected on chickens), disabled the rat instantly, I had to kill it, but at least it couldn't move.
We're both really proud of Strider and his "farmeyness", maybe he's got a chance after all.
Anyway, here is the proud puppy and his quary.


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