Not Quite Nimh Rats

Sunday, March 21, 2004 -- Uncle Ronnie called this morning. He and Robert Sugarek were out working on the new practice field. It turned into an all day affair as Ronnie and Robert pulled Willow trees out with the tractor and I manned the riding mower. Zach did his part by shooting rats with Ronnie's BB gun as they ran terrified from their little earthen homes. To his credit, his conscience got the best of him after the second or third rat and he simply herded the rest into the neighboring vacant lot. The most gruesome discovery of the day was a couple dead (and quite ripe) cats which Ronnie sacked up in garbage bags.