Of course she put her foot into it at the first chance.

It was terrible.

You know the grip of those steel jaws, for I've seen you trying to open them.

She was game, however--they're always game, these woodchucks.

Instead of squealing and hopping about and losing her wits and using up her strength, she just popped back into her hole and dragged the trap in with her as far as it would go.