Anyway, I did not have to shake the smouse from the trap, because it was alert and oriented and ready to go--as soon as I opened the trap it sprang out into the nearest pile of leaves and there flattened itself. The dog did not notice.
Because I wanted the smouse to make itself a little more inevident, I prodded it with my (gloved) finger.
THAT bounce (approximately eighteen inches in height, and probably a good twenty-four lengthwise) the dog noticed.
Man, if I could get him to look like that in the show ring, I'd be golden. Ears up, head cocked, tail perfect, stacked like a pro....
Yeah, starting work late again today. Daylight savings time, man.