A Good Vole is a Dead Vole

Well, friends, it's time for another update.

The unusually warm springtime went away.

Fortunately, only one or two days looked like this:

The good news is, as some of you may know,

I CAUGHT A VOLE!

I say 'a' vole instead of 'the' vole because, well, there's more.

It was a relatively warm Wednesday afternoon.

Tornado Girl was visiting per usual.

I wanted to make sure she wasn't stealing all of Mom's attention,

so I made an extra special effort to catch a vole.

Needless to say, I was successful.

I delivered the death blow and dropped it onto the dining room floor.

I stretched my little noggin upward and waited for Mom to give me

the 'atta boy' pat.

She did.

Then, I glanced outside just in time to catch sight of a second vole.

So I quickly went back to work.

It was actually a few days later when I caught the second one.

I hadn't delivered the death blow yet, so I just brought it to the patio.

It turned out to be quite the vicious little beasty and fought back.

Then, just when I was having a nice game of cat and mouse,

this neighbor girl came by.

She commented on how cute I was, THEN she noticed I had 

caught a vole.

She decided to rescue the vermin and set it free back in the tasty plant.

I'm not sure how I feel about this whole 'catch and release' policy.

No...wait...I'm sure I feel that I don't like it.

In case you have any doubt that the vole is a vicious thing,

I give you exhibit A:

Well, that girl releasing my hard-earned catch just took 

all the wind out of my sails.

So I turned my attention to looking for my friends.

Felix was the only one that came to greet me.

I sat by his window for awhile.

Then the urge to hunt got a hold of me once more.

I was still feeling a little miffed about the whole vole situation,

so I tried for a different quarry.

Sparrows.

Mom doesn't like it when I chase after birds.

Neither does the neighbor lady who feeds them.

It seems running towards the neighbors' bird feeder

is a BIG no-no!

I got in trouble.

Then I got the harness.

So I returned to the vole hunt.

Well, I went from vole-hunting king to unruly brat real fast!

Then, with the weather being 'unpleasant for humans',

I found myself indoors with a lot of pent-up energy.

So, while Auntie and Uncle were visiting,

I took a little time to let out some of it.

I even went so far as to grab hold of Mom's camera.

(Check my YouTubes for the whole video.)

All in all, I'd say the time since my last blog post began

with high marks, but ultimately ended with disappointment.

Now all Mom does is argue with me.

Though, she sees it the other way around.

>^.^<