I did forget that Smokey has been useful at least once during this past year. Just a few months ago, she brought a grandaddy-of-them-all size mole into our garage, dead. She’s a good hunter, so we give her credit for killing it herself, which swells Dwayne’s heart with pride. The only time the kids have heard us say the word “hate” has been in reference to Dwayne’s feeling towards moles and molehills in his yard. However, the fact Smokey killed one doesn’t help us too much as we pay The Mole Guy either 1) a mere pittance (Dwayne) or 2) and exorbitant amount (Denise) to kill moles for us.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
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