Now my dumb dog, Molly, will bark at anything. And about 2 years ago we had a rat living in the wood box during the summer months (I named him Templeton - like the rat from Charlotte's Web). So when she started barking at the wood box again, I thought it might be Templeton's brethren in there. (Templeton is long dead ... I think Pat killed him with a shovel!) So I looked behind the wood box.