Gwen and Tiger love to be outside now. On Tuesday morning, they came running in the house and Gwen had a mole in her mouth. It was literally smaller than a bar of soap.She dropped it and it ran underneath the fridge. About an hour later, the tiny little mole came out of hiding only to find Gwen waiting to attack. Then, the mole ran back under the fridge. The fridge man came that day to fix our fridge (long story) and he wouldn't lift up the fridge to help me catch the mole because he said he was scared of rodents. Later than evening, Steven moved the fridge only to find no mole. The mole either went somewhere else in our house or ran out through a crack. I guess if I start to smell something in a few days, I'll know what happened. Check out these pics from yesterday of the two of them lurking around our yard looking for something to torture.
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