The youngsters,
with their mother, were basking in the sun just outside the front door.
As the dog sprang at them they all fairly fell, head over heels, back
into the burrow. The dog, immensely disappointed, set to work
frantically to dig them out. He felt sure that young woodchuck would be
very good to eat.
"It was then that Old Grumpy showed what he was made of. Thrusting his
family rudely aside, he scurried up the burrow to the door, where the dog
was making the earth fly at a most alarming rate. Without a moment's
hesitation he sank his long, cutting teeth into the rash intruder's nose
and held on.
"The dog yelped and choked, and tried to back out of the hole in a hurry.
But it was no use. The old woodchuck had a solid grip and was pulling
with all his might in the other direction. Panic-stricken and half
smothered by the dry earth, the dog dug in his hind claws, bent his back
like a bow, and pulled for all he was worth, yelling till you might have
thought there were half a dozen dogs in that hole. At last, after
perhaps three or four minutes--which seemed to the dog much longer--the
old woodchuck decided to leave go. You see, he didn't really want that
dog, or even that dog's nose, in the burrow.
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