Once spring rolled around, our neighbor, "Grandpa Gerber", started trapping gophers. You see... the pesky little critters like to dig tunnels in his yard. The funny thing is that they only bother his yard and not ours?? It is as though they know where the lot line is. :-) The boys were happily entertained during breakfast, lunch, and dinner as they watched a gopher now and then through the dining room window. Grandpa Gerber successfully trapped three gophers and we thought the problem was taken care of. Last weekend during breakfast Spencer said. "Look mom, a gopher." Sure enough... there by the little tree on the lot line sat a rather plump gopher soaking up the morning sun. Mason said with a chuckle, "Grandpa Gerber is not going to be happy about that."
I thought to myself... how could you be unhappy about a cute little furry friend?
Then today we saw another...
A while later, we saw a few more!
Make that "7" total!!
Now we know why Grandpa Gerber wouldn't be too happy about that! :-)
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
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