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The Return

It’s been over a year since the war started. At this point I’m not quite sure when it started (was it the incursion into my open kitchen, was it the mowing under their Dogwood…who knows) but I do know that the escalation has been steady.

Nothing was outside of our purview for battle: they launched a scorched earth campaign and I engaged in chemical warfare. No enemies were taken.

Before the winter I made it a point to fortify the grounds outside the home, placing seed and fertilizer. I demanded that the Bugs give up their positions and move on and all I received in return was a tiny handwritten note which I imagine says “Nuts.”.

With the Spring thaw, hostilities were rekindled and it was only realized upon mowing the lawn. My mower kept hitting ridge after ridge and I thought it was rocks until I pulled back and saw rivers of burrowed Earth throughout the lawn.

Moles, they’ve unearthed the Moles.

6 Responses to “The Return”

  1. ThirstyDavid Says:

    “Nuts.”

    Those who forget the past are condemned to not get the joke.

  2. Rey Says:

    indeed.

  3. MCF Says:

    I didn’t get the joke. I had to read the link. And now I get the joke. Damnit, you made me learn! ;)

  4. MCF Says:

    Hey, Happy Mother’s Day to the missus!

  5. Brian Says:

    Moles? Is that like unearthing a Balrog?

  6. RC of strangeculture Says:

    I love MCF’s anger you enduced…way to go!

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