Sunday, July 19th, 2009
We’ve been fighting the Caddyshack war, also known as the running of the moles, for quite some time. Finally, last week Tara won the title of Whippet Mole Slayer and caught the little bugger.
Today I came home mid-day from the soccer tourament to give the dogs some quality outside time. I checked my email and went out to check on dogs. The first thing I saw was a dead mole. My first thought was “Another one?” I automatically looked for the hole they dug it out of. Then I realized that this mole was a bit worse for wear, he’d been dead a few days. So what is this, the mole resurrection? Did we murder the Jesus of mole-ville? I actually panicked for about two seconds pondering this question.
Then I realized that there were plastic bags, the ones I scoop cat poop into also littering the yard. Now, after the last “garbage for dessert” episode, we fastened the locking thingies on the garbage can. Today, “someone” figured out how to unlock the garbage can, pull it over, and retrieve yummy treasures such as cat poop and moles.
Anyone remotely familiar with my dogs knows the one with the engineering degree. So now I have an ex-pen around my tomato plants to protect them from Tara MKX (mole killer excellent), an ex-pen around my deck, so Morgan doesn’t dive bomb off, and finally an ex-pen around my garbage so that Nike doesn’t unlock it and distribute the contents.
I thought ex-pens were to keep dogs IN, not keep them OUT…

July 19th, 2009 at 6:41 pm
The joys of an intelligent and agile dog!
July 20th, 2009 at 5:09 am
deer Tara,
Pleez send me a mole. In xchange I will send yoo a groundhog. I am shure it will get through customs okay.
Love,
Sophie
July 20th, 2009 at 10:05 am
Dear Sophie,
Mole on way, do you want just headz,or dooz you want hole thing? what is “groundhog?”
Love,
Tara