Bill the prairie dog is fat and sleek from all that lush grass. He lives under the neighbor’s deck near our cabin in the mountains, and was quite`curious about our activities when we opened up for the season. He seemed unafraid and a little shy, but the kind of guy you could grow to love (if he didn’t dig burrows in the lawn and bring all his friends and raise his pups at a rapid pace and eat all that grass . . . . . . .).