Meep! Meep! Meep! We interrupt this column to sound the warning of enemy trespass. Yes, he’s back: Jaws Without Fins! Hewho yanks-bristling-agaves into the nethermost reaches! Attila the Hun with buck teeth and cute furry little ears. The satanic shanghaier of my flower beds. Oh, I feel faint, it’s an attack of gopheritis!
There was never a gopher problem around these parts until last spring when a buddy and I built a series of rock terraces, which required extensive excavatio...
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