During the night around 2 i think, the dogs (8 of which are bassets) began to go nuts. We couldnt figure out why until a little flying squirrel stuck his neck out from under some covers on the couch. Well when i moved the blanket, out comes the squirrel and the race is on. 8 bassets were on the run after the squirrel and we pulled the dresser out and pulled the couch out and finally the squirrel went up under an old ice box where Harley, one of our cats got it and killed it. Then one of the dogs got it and then another dog got it and then i picked it up and threw it in the garbage. What an ADVENTURE!!!!