Spring is FINALLY here! In honor of this long awaited day we thought wed share the winning entry in our 2008 I hate moles because... contest. ‘Twas the first day of spring… Written by: Brenda M. Tolson ‘TWAS the first day of Spring, and as I stepped upon my lawn, Not an inch of grass was undisturbed, my beautiful grass was gone! The tunnels and mounds, made by moles and voles with care, Were running in all directions, chaos and destruction everywhere! And what to my wandering eyes should appear? But chewed up plant bulbs, and holes far and near. With anger, yet determination, I made up my mind QUICK, I’d kill those varmints this time, and I would try EVERY trick. Let’s start with the traps, they’ll slice them in half. But the pests took detours, and I think I even heard them laugh. Next, I spoke to many friends, “Try rat bait in each hole.” But they kept coming back, like they were on a park stroll. “My yard looks horrible,” I told the nursery expert. “What’s the best I can buy, to rid these from the dirt?” “We have SPECIAL worms, only ten dollars a piece, Just drop them in an active tunnel, your troubles will decrease.” “So what are trying no?” all the neighbors joked. “Gourmet worms,” I replied, “I hope they get choked!” It must have felt like fine dining to the moles and voles, Because everyday – no dead ones – just new tunnels and holes. “Sit with a shovel and when you see the ground move, Plunge the blade through it, that will stop his groove!” Well, I sat all morning, like a watch guard on patrol, Do you really think I even saw ONE mole or pesky vole? Now this is beyond serious, so I searched the internet, Reading all the blogs and endless luring advertisement. I’ve already tried the milky spore sprayed on the lawn, Checking for dead critters, at the break of dawn. How about poison peanuts? We take advantage of their love to eat. Drop the nuts in the holes, they will surely experience defeat. The guy from West Virginia said, “We SMOKE THEM OUT!” Hook up your car exhaust to a hole; they’ll be dead – no doubt.” My husband yelled, “No! You’re going too far. It’s dangerous and you might blow up our only car!” Oh, there’s hope! Someone says use slivers of shale. It will cut their little feet, and the blood will make them wail. What has happened to me? Do I delight in their death? I seem to get more vicious, with each and every breath. I decide to outsmart them all; I’ll invent my own cure, Hammer old glass jars into tiny pieces, it will work – I’m sure. Wearing industrial gloves, I place the glass slivers, Into their network of passage, hoping each piece brings them shivers! So I’m waiting and hoping, with anticipation and delight. Good-bye to these ruthless pests, and I hope I won the FIGHT!
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 17:00:00 +0000
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