Thursday, September 25, 2008

Juicy Fruit? Go figure...

I think I've discovered why I get so much done late at night. It's 8:30 and I can't get my brain to slow down enough to put together a serious string of cohesive thought. In an hour or two I will be slow enough to think. You don't suppose it's all the caffeine, do you? lol

So, this morning, in the midst of my daily task of surveying my kingdom (which consists of standing at the dining room window with my coffee looking at the yard, the field, the outbuildings, and the road, and thinking - yep, I love my life) I noticed that the holes in the yard are multiplying! We discovered a week or so ago (when the little piles of sand appeared) that we had 'moles' under our lawn. I don't know what they are doing there. I don't know where they came from. I don't know what they look like, I don't even know what they eat! I do know that our great white hunter was on duty, but she has not been successful to this point. The great white hunter is a 7 year old spayed, declawed calico cat named 'Baby' that just stares at the little piles of sand. Apparently they have moved on one or more occasions, and she noticed it. Now she studies intently, but thats all. She is quite deadly, routinely bringing in everything from birds, mice, and even a small rabbit one time. She may or may not kill the creatures, but she typically spits it at my feet with the look as if to say 'can you cook this up for me? You don't expect me to eat it raw do you?' We've had to chase down a bird or two when she hadn't gotten it totally incapacitated yet. She is pretty bummed when we put them outside to fly away. I know she worked quite hard to capture the prey, but what can I say.....

Anyway, the mole issue...

I spoke to a friend of ours last week and complained about the mole issue. We only had one or two holes (with little piles of dirt on top of them) so it wasn't really a crisis. Today we have 10. Yikes. So anyway, this friend of mine said that if we placed an opened stick of Juicy Fruit gum in the hole, the moles enjoy it so much that they will scarf it down instantly. Sadly though, they do not digest it and ultimately die of intestinal blockage. Sounds like an ugly way to go, but then I thought about the alternative - death by cat. Hhmmmm..... tough choice. George wanted to know if the option of trapping and transplanting was a viable choice. I have no idea if they are 'trappable' but I know several people that should have these creatures living in their yards. hee hee hee.

Oh well, enough about moles.

More to follow when my brain slows a bit. ttfn

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