Of Mice and Moles

Since moving to the country this fact has come to light, maintaining our new home gives us a battle to fight. Newly graded and seeded lawn quickly became uneven ground, mole runs crisscrossed acres, flowerbeds raided, bulbs gone. Two hundred tulip bulbs along the fence last fall produced not a single bloom, little robbers ate them all. We consulted local nurseries, bought whatever they suggested. Worked diligently all summer but still were mole infested. All remedies failed, until he answered a TV promotion. A sure-fire trap, with video, guaranteed rodent extinction. "Wow, this really works," he said "fifteen moles, I've zapped." But moles must have internet, mole runs detoured around traps. Now he's using another method flushes runs with a garden hose, when the little sucker surfaces, bashes him squarely on the nose. Works well for my mighty hunter, the toll is now twenty-two but alas, a new battle arises, cool weather brings someone new. There's a mouse in the house who's eluding every trap. In spite of frantic searching, we have two frustrated cats.