Whack A Mole

 There was a bit of frost on the pumpkin so to speak, not too long ago

but since then it is back to normal around here when it comes to the look out the window.

 

 Just brown leaves on the ground and sort of a mushy green yard.

We have a mole in the front yard making short works of our flat lawn.

He digs it up.

I stomp it down.

The pups cock their heads sideways when outside, hearing and smelling the critter just below the surface of the lawn.

 If you happen to drive by and see a crazy lady in the front yard jabbing holes with a pitch fork trying in earnest to stab the buh-jeesuz out of an underground mole by aiming at his trailhead... 

just ignore her.

It's probably just the neighborhood whacko.

Leave A Light On The Porch

 It was sleeting out there AND COLD, so I simply opened the front door and shooed the pups outside.

I took these shots through the glass front door.

 Rowdy doesn't like it when I do that.... put them out the front door while I wait inside.

I am EXPECTED to accompany him at all times.

 Izzy was a bit bolder.

and soon they both got their short bobbed tails off the porch and went about the business that was expected of them.

 

It's going to be a long month, for many reasons.

We hope for more snow,

then warmer temps,

and that that hideous mole digging up the front yard will soon go away.

Trails EVERYWHERE!

 

But more about that later....

 

Until then,

Get off your porch and go enjoy life.