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Ok, this is probably going to freak some of you out, but here goes.  I really like having a nice looking yard.  I also like working in my yard.  Pretty demented aren’t I.  In fact I spent 1.5 hours the other day aerating my yard just to make it look better.  (Chris…does this make me a true Edmondite?)

So when I went out the yesterday morning to inspect my yard and see just what needed to be done next, I found soil pushed up in my backyard leaving an easily distinguishable track that only a mole could have accomplished.  I’ve had mole problems before and let me go on record as saying, “I HATE MOLES!”  In fact I believe moles and cats must have something to do with the fall of man.

I’ve done about everything there is to get rid of moles in the past.  Here’s just a few:

• Poison
• Planting Castor beans to kill them
• Trying to flush them out by drowning their tunnels with water
• Fire - I poured gas down a tunnel and lit it on fire.  It was cool to watch, but ineffective
• Smoke - yep even tried smoke bombs
• Killing what they feed on, grubs.  (I think that’s a ploy by the manufacturers of grub control products to get you to purchase more insecticide)

But the only way I’ve really been able to get any results are by trapping the little hairy, no eyes, huge pawed, short tailed, little rodent.  (Here’s what one looks like: Mole) I have two kinds of traps.  One that goes into the tunnel.  The other sits on top of the collapsed tunnel and when the mole goes through the tunnel six sharp spikes plunge into the soil.

I set out my spike trap thinking this was just going to be another hurry up and try again and again and again.  I left and came back about an hour later and SHAZAM I got him the first try!

Nothing like bringing out the man in me by trapping a threat to my castle.  Now you probably know way too much about me.

May 28th, 2007 | Category: Personal | Subscribe to comments | Leave a comment | Trackback URL