Yeah, entertaining. Sort of like a yappy little Yorkshire terrier who keeps trying to bite your ankle. His teeth are too small to get through your pants and sock and whenever you get tired of the game, you can reach down, scoop him up, and toss him back over the neighbor's hedge. You want to make sure he lands in the rhododendron bush because even if the mutt is a pest, you're kind to dumb animals and you don't want to hurt him.

Besides, it will take him a good twenty minutes to figure out how to get out of the bush.

Don Firth