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In other news, my little demon, Lucy-fur, caught a mole yesteday.

She was digging in some leaves at the treeline. I went over to investigate and heard a squeaking sound. My first thought was she had gotten a bird.

"No, Lucy! Stop!"

She got the thing in her mouth and flung it into the driveway where I got a good look at it.

"Yes, Lucy! Kill!"

God, I hate moles.

She took her time with it, too. I almost felt sorry for the thing... until I remembered all the twisted ankles I got from holes in the yard. Die, you plantkilling bastard!

And, in still other news, I've spent most of the past few days squeeing like a ten-year-old girl at her first boyband concert.







Well, at least I'm not perving on the Harry Potter kid anymore. That's some improvement.

Now, must go watch National Treasure. BEANIE! *g*