After another two huge molehills appeared we decided to ask for help before our lawn became decimated - the mole man cameth. He has set three contraptions (cannot call them traps) to catch the mole alive - he thinks there is only one. This was yesterday. Mole Man will arrive every morning until Mr. Mole decides to be captured and removed to new surroundings.
So far Mr Mole has followed a route just where we had planted spring bulbs which are now uprooted, but he has stuck to the strip of longish grass we had left for poor Rescue Dog to use.
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If only we could train these animals to garden properly they would not be such a nuisance. We have got the rabbits back eating our plants. They never touch the weeds.
Hope the mole is soon caught.
So glad he won't meet his maker in your garden! They are very beautiful creatures to look at, I guess you're not too keen at the moment though!
what a nuisance those moles are, I hope you catch them soon......
Gill in Canada
I know it is very early days Lindsay...but are you thinking of getting another dog? My husband comes from a very "doggy" family. He has said even now that when dear old "Ed" goes (perish the thought because he is a gorgeous, wonderful dog with a super nature)... we'll be getting another. I don't like to think about that day for obvious reasons.
Sadly, at the moment, I cannot persuade Husband to agree to another four-legged friend. I would love one - the dog would have to be special, like Rescue Dog, who had no desire to jump walls. We have 3ft high cotswold stone walls along the front garden bordering the road - I don't think we could add fencing (ugly for rest of village). Perhaps next year - perhaps a rough haired daxhund cross.
Mole Man has collected our mole successfully. Moley has been relocated.
Thank you for visiting.
Relieved Moley is being re-homed. We don't have them here, or badgers, or snakes or squirals. Brit settlers did introduce hedgehogs....Why??????
Huggles
Poor rescue dog? dear rescue dog - you gave that doglet many happy days with love and care. Please stop punishing yourselves over his death, and think of the really happy stuff he got from you, including loving snuggles.
About to snuggle down with my rescue cat - Zebedee, the less than slim lad. Think of Mickle and Zeb as the "Wellie Tubbies"
Huggles and care,
Oh dear, I grew up with moles (the animal not the worry about kind) and they sank the garden... You might like to read The Findhorn Garden not only a fscinating book but an interesting and humane way to get rid of moles. MH
Moles really are a pain, quite literally!
I ran my fingers through the top of a molehill a while ago when one must have been just underneath. When I looked at my fingers there was a deep gash along them, the mole had obviously thought they were worms!
I blame 'The Wind In The Willows' for their positive image...
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