Mr. Howell had a problem. Let's just call the problem Phil. Phil was a groundhog. He lived in New York and worked in the investment industry, (Not the groundhog, Mr. Howell) but he had a home in Johnson City Tennessee left to him by his recently deceased mother that needed to be sold. Nobody was certain where Phil was for certain, but neighbors had sighted the critter in the back yard several months back darting for the deck behind the house. The Mr. Howell feared that the animal might cause damage to the foundations of the house and wasn’t sure how to get Phil out. It was suspected that there was a den deep underneath the home and the home could not be sold and estate settled until it was out, so I was called in.