El Gato

I’ve mentioned previously that I did not grow up a cat lover. Not much has changed. Until today. Well…I still don’t love cats, but I have found another use for them besides a long drive contest.

In our neighborhood we have moles. The rodent kind. Little buggers that look like field mice except with shorter tails and fatter heads. The other day I was watering one of our flower beds next to the house and noticed that water was bubbling up in another part of the yard. They’ve done a good bit of damage to our lawn in the front and our two boxers have done a bigger deal of damage in the back yard digging for them.

We have a neighborhood stray cat that has been hanging around for a couple of weeks now. Today as I was at home for lunch I noticed the cat in our yard, once again, but this time he seemed to be eating something. Yes. It was a mole. Maybe I don’t hate cats as much as I thought.