...I just can't kill someone because we disagree (although the varmit is testing me. Perhaps Ghod sent him?) All he eat is the roots. All I eat is the fruit. Alas, the roots are tender long before the fruit is.

I have the gopher noisemakers; one from last year, and a new spiffy solar powered one! Yay technology! I hope they work. Otherwise, I might have to go mano a pocketgophero. And borrow someone's dog...

Until then, the spikes stuck in the ground will buzz and click intermittantly. Designed to turn every gopher into a jumpy angsty unable to cope in MY yard rodent.

(My karma allows a dog, Ma!)