My chipmunk magically disappeared. I know not where he went, but I celebrated mightily. I didn't find a body, so I assume it wasn't a cat, a car, or the dogs next door. Maybe he discovered that, hey, there's a HUGE FOREST nearby. Prime living! Low cost! No strange blonde lady trying to catch me in her little Hav-A-Hart trap to transport me to another county!
Sadly, though, within a week, the chipmunk was replaced by something even worse. VOLES and MOLES.
Yep, I have both. They've tunneled all the way around my house and are living like kings, eating the roots of my perennials and leaving long, tube-like mounds everywhere. They've gotten bold enough to sprint across the driveway right in front of my dog in the broad daylight. Oh, and they're having lots of little mole and vole babies.
So last week, I brought in the pros. No more attempts at humane trapping. (I know animal lovers everywhere are cringing. So am I. But better that than having them chew through the wiring to my air conditioner, therefore electrocuting themselves and frying my A/C at the same time...had a chipmunk do that two years ago.)
On the bright side...while the Vole Man is outside, I'm finally able to write! If you see the odd wildlife reference in my next book, you'll know why.
Monday, November 12, 2007
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We've had moles, too. It's even a part of my official author bio for my debut novel. But I guess I need to watch The Nature Channel a little more often because until right now, I've never even heard of voles. See? You've taught me something! :)
They've gotten bold enough to sprint across the driveway right in front of my dog in the broad daylight.
Yeah, you know you've got a lot of critters when your dog becomes complacent.
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