Damn. They’re back. On the lawn. After a summer spent largely underground happily breeding and eating worms my little furry friends have organised themselves into a formidable subterranean brigade with the sole intention of annoying the heck out of me.
So the traps have been set. It will be a battle to the death. And unless they learn to pick locks, climb stairs and wield a large club then I will win.
For the moment they are ahead. Expect further news as and when.
Questing Vole's Blog 