What is it? Ex-girlfriend? Mother-in-law? Nope. It is the bane of every Northwest garden. This little beauty was caught snacking on tender new shoots of astilbe and day lilies. It turned out to be his last snack. One of my guys caught him in the act, no quarter was granted, the little brute was soundly beat about the head with a spade. The tiny terror had been ravaging this garden for a few months (shed no tears) and had avoided capture until today. He may have been in a previous scuffle of unknown origin before the spade; he was missing a flipper/paw/hand/extremity already. Don't worry, my guy swears up and down that he had his left hand behind his back during the melee. It was a fair fight. So...what is it? Any takers?