Friday, June 13, 2008

A Hug and SUCCESS!

Everybody needs a hug. It changes your metabolism. ~Leo Buscaglia

Last week, amidst all the craziness that is website building, Anno awarded me some great blog awards.

They were much appreciated during a week where I seldom slept, didn't socialize and barely breathed. And, now, I'm finally remembering to say thanks.

Thanks, Anno.

I offer hugs to all of you who come everyday and visit. I really appreciate that you take the time :-)


We have SUCCESS in the vole hunt! Woot!!

I'd pretty much given up ... the trap had been out for days, and I was just too darn lazy to go build a tunnel yesterday. In fact, the food was old, and I figured that today I'd need to rebait the trap or finally resort to poison (the thing made FIVE new holes yesterday!! And two were in the grass -- which would put DH over the edge, but thankfully he was gone yesterday).

This morning, I woke up and peeked out the window from the second floor. The trap looked like it had been sprung. I decided I probably caught a frog (my SIL called me the other day and told me that she'd caught -- and killed, because she's using REAL traps -- a toad in her mouse trap).

I grabbed the bird feeders to put them out, and checked the trap. There was something huddling in the corner, but I couldn't see what it was. I finished putting out the feeders, and then lifted up the trap.

The tiniest little gray ball of fur was smooshed as far into the corner of the trap as possible. A vole.

I admit to being a bit shocked, both at actually catching the thing AND at its size. It can't be more than 1 1/2" from stem to stern!! How did something so tiny do so much damage? He all but annihilated my garden. ALL my bulbs were gone, most of my tuberous plants were eaten... that's a LOT of food for such a tiny fellow.

So, it looks like a long hike into the woods is in order today. And, then I have to come back and fill in all his holes -- first by flooding them, and hoping it causes the dirt to cave in underground, and then by stuffing what I can full of dirt. The articles I read on vole removal all indicated that voles LOVE to find unoccupied homes and move in.

I don't want to do this again.


The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.

Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

Don't tell my DH of almost 12 years that I'm afraid of marriage, okay?


Allie Boniface said...

I know, cyber-friends are great people to have around, aren't they?

And yes, I've seen voles before...definitely smaller than you might think!

Diane Craver said...

Congrats on your wonderful blog awards! I love your quote. Have a great weekend!

Sarita Leone said...

Oh, I am so glad you caught the little vole. Yay for both of you!

Congrats on your awards! That's fun!

Hope you have a great weekend.

Dru said...

I'm glad you caught the vole. I wonder how far do you have to take it out so that it doesn't come across your place again?

Congrats on the awards.

Have a good weekend!

Jen of A2eatwrite said...

Great, deserved awards! I'm glad you're having some success on the vole front.

Brandy said...

Congratulations on the awards! You deserve them. *G*

And YAY! You caught the vole. I'm so glad you are releasing him far away.

Have a fantastic day!

anno said...

Glad you caught that vole! Now maybe your garden can grow in peace. Enjoy your weekend!

Dena said...

Congratulations on the blog awards Marianne.
Yippeekyyay for Cowboy month and rounding up that there varmit vole!