Yesterday
I found the first rodent hole in the garden, so I popped a mothball
down it, plugged it up with dirt, and put a rock on top of it. This
morning I went out to find a pile of freshly dug dirt beside the hole
with the moth ball sitting squarely on top of the pile. Cheeky
bastards.
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