A hapless vole met its demise as it ran into the path of a natural-born ratter. With a chomp and a chew, a tug and a twist, tiny dog jaws let fly the field mouse that picked this day to leave its hole. Uninvited guest (irksome pest), this vermin’s been laid to rest. I hope it hasn’t left babies behind mewling in a nest.
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