Well, call me Deputy Rawb, because I had a blind mole unaware of my presence this morning when I let Coltrane out. I saw a undulating pile of dirt right off the cement patio. This mole had burrowed along the edge of the patio and entered the lawn. Because I was standing on the patio, he didn't hear the vibration of my steps. Happily, Colleen had left out a shovel from last weekend's yard work and I was able to grab it and plunge it in and out of the earth all around the movement. I think I got him, because 30 minutes later as I was leaving for work, no more earth had been disturbed.
The crime scene:
The nearest mound is where I think I got him.


If you want to see a hilarious mouse capture, visit the site of Erik Henne, who got me interested in beginning my blog. I borrowed the name "Hearsay" from Erik's blog. He's a UW student with an active life. If you read the comment section in my last post, you saw that Chelsie commented. Chelsie is a sister of one of Erik's friends. She writes very funny blog posts about her students and guys who hit on her. She provided a link to her blog in her comment.
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