Death of Mole

I didn't do it. Part of me, the primal hunter part, wishes that I did, but I didn't. Working in the yard this weekend I looked over and faced death. Death being a unexpectedly tiny mole. Ashes to ashes, I thought, so I dropped him and his cute digger feet into a hole in the front yard and buried him. Hoping it'll be a warning to other moles to stay away. Unless they want to help me dig fence post holes.