The marmot is not the issue

The armadillo is. Unlike the marmot, Dylan is live and well and has usurped Radford's hiding place by my garage. I came home tonight hoping to see Radford (who has been hiding for about 3 weeks now), and there was little Dylan, trekking across the parking lot from the bushes.

I like Dylan. I hope to become better friends with Dylan, but he better not have run Radford and Regina off. I'll be pretty pissed.