You have a Natural Born Killer too, huh?
Gawd, Pam, that was GROSS..but I did have a gaper delay moment 'cause I actually stuck my eyeballs to the screen to try to ID it..YUK... GAG, BLAH.

Mz Klo is proud of her girlfriend....."see? It's NOT just me"

Logan eats outside in nice weather while I sit and read the paper. The other day, I came out with her bowls and she's having a grand old time swatting and pawing and tossing "sumtin" up in the air. However, the "sumtin" was squealing it's head off. Since "Drop It" ain't gonna work when she's in the throes of ecstacy. I called her to eat and , she dropped her "toy" and ran to the patio to eat.

Clever hooman that I am , I skiddadle down our slope to the lawn to try to rescue the poor critter. All I hear is squealing. I knew it was a mole. Can't find it and my tummy is turning. The sound was horrific. Logan gulped her food (unusual) ran to me and instantly sniffed and found the mole. It was still alive but in bad shape, so I quickly got a piece of cardboard and a stick, threw Logan a treat (it worked) and carried the gasping, little arms pawing mole to the back fence (where the nasty dogs couldn't get it), but it went to mole heaven before I got there.

So that's Mz princess Mole, Groundhog catcher's story and we're stickin' to it. Ours (I mean HERS) was hairy. Looks like Bella's was a baby. But, what does it matter? YUK YUK YUK.
No kisses for Mz Klo that night! *Shivers at the memory"

At least I had decent clothes on!!!