So, last night J set up the trap to catch our allegedly rabid fox complete with old Christmas garland to cover and camouflage the steel box. Armed with smelly sardines it was only a matter of time before the poor creature would wander in and then...SLAM!
Well guess what! This morning the trap was squealing and rocking...and hissing and scratching...we caught our own cat.
Oh well, better luck next time. Sorry Smokey.
Well guess what! This morning the trap was squealing and rocking...and hissing and scratching...we caught our own cat.
Oh well, better luck next time. Sorry Smokey.
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