Sigh…

I was pretty sure that our resident under-the-stairs gopher had moved along, but I fear now that with the return of the tell-tale burrow hole – he’s back. Must have been on holidays.

Hopeful we would be avoiding a nasty showdown, I expect that a “final” resolution is going to bring me back under the ever-vigilant glare of the PETA people – especially if he’s big enough to make a fur cap from once he’s been whacked. Hey, I never got a Daniel Boone-style cap when I was a kid!

Gopher, you’re killing me. Looks like we’ll have to return the favour…

Chow for now!