Teresa & Mike CHS - Our journal

[Ridgetop]

Time to call The Gopher Guy

What is his number?

I think I already told this story, but a friend in Bishop had so many gophers in his new home that he and his neighbor were at their wit's end. They would spend time with their air rifles waiting for the pesky beasts to show their noses. Finally after a few drinks they decided to get creative and poured gasoline into the holes. This brought the creatures out and they were able to kill several. However it was not enough, so a few weeks later, again over a few beers, they poured a couple gallons of gas into a large gopher condo under the roots of a large tree. When nothing happened the neighbor decided to light a match and throw it in the hole. JUST IN TIME OUR FRIEND REALIZED THIS COULD BE PROBLEMATIC AND STOPPED HIM.

My own sweet mother who wouldn't even kill a fly had to mow the lawns at her parents' house when she was a child. She got tired of stomping the gopher divots back into place and when she was around 13 as she mowed the creature poked his head out of the ground and stared at her. A couple times of him popping in and out and she had enough. She went in and loaded her .410 shotgun, waited until he popped out again whereupon she shot him. Apparently he "looked at her in a sneering manner". My brothers and sister couldn't believe it! She wouldn't even let DH and I give my younger brothers a BB gun!

 

[Baymule]

Alcohol brings out the stupid in people. One of the funniest "after the hurricane" pictures I ever saw was a piece of plywood proclaiming;
LOOTERS! Drunk Rednecks With Guns Will Shoot!!

 

[Bruce]

Alcohol brings out the stupid in people.

Hold my beer!

I remember having gophers where I grew up in So. Cal. Kill traps placed down the holes took them out.

 

[Baymule]

Hold my beer!

I remember having gophers where I grew up in So. Cal. Kill traps placed down the holes took them out.

Or honkin' big ol' Great Pyrenees that dig like a John Deere excavator can catch and kill them......and the grass.....shrubs.....small trees.....step in the hole and never be seen or heard from again.....HEY! I'm getting hungry down here.....WAIT! was that a gopher?

 

[Bruce]

I hope you always carry something with you that could cook that "dinner" when you end up down the hole.

The gopher traps were a lot easier on the terrain than a GP.

 

[Mike CHS]

A couple of pictures from the get together yesterday. Jay didn't have a tool kit of his own so we got him a basic one that has most of the commonly used tools. He was all smiles. The other is of Teresa and I with Jay (our hopefully changed young man).

 

[Rammy]

Or honkin' big ol' Great Pyrenees that dig like a John Deere excavator can catch and kill them......and the grass.....shrubs.....small trees.....step in the hole and never be seen or heard from again.....HEY! I'm getting hungry down here.....WAIT! was that a gopher?

 

[Baymule]

When you went to pen up Ringo the morning that we left with him, I told Jay that we appreciated him getting up early to come help. He said that he didn't mind. I also told him that y'all thought a lot of him. Jay said, they sure have been good to me. So you see, he does appreciate you and Teresa and what y'all do for him. I know that your gift touched his heart.

 

[Mike CHS]

Our only hope is that we made a bit of difference with him. His Grands don't do a lot of constructive things with him and he had no accountability when he did things. We have treated him like our own and also talk to him like our own and it has made him closer to us than just a "neighbor".

 

[Mike CHS]

We pulled fecal samples on 4 of the lactating ewes that are losing condition. Some is to be expected since they are nursing some big lambs. I weighed the ram lamb that we think is the sibling of one of our bottle lambs and he is a little over 41 pounds and 45 days old. He has Ringo's attitude and doesn't seem to let anything bother or spook him. It is yet to be seen if that is a good or bad thing. I pick him up and put him on the scale and he just stood there waiting to see what I would do next. I put him out with the others and he stood there waiting on some brushing. Teresa doesn't like the name but I've been calling him Percy. I have never known anybody/anything else named Percy so I have no idea where that name came from.