I was sure we had moles. Positive it was moles. Praying it was moles. Moles don't eat my plants. They may disrupt plantings, but they won't eat all my seed or root veggies or suck a young tomato plant into the ground (never to be seen again). Gophers do that. And we don't have gophers, we have moles. Nope. We've got BOTH! Grrr. Our buddy Jim was over yesterday, and spotted dirt spraying into the air in the soon to be new garden area. LJ went out and dispatched a monster gopher. Like a give a rabbit a run for its money sized gopher. He tagged himself a huge female gopher (that will not be popping out a mess of pups to ruin my garden, shrubs, trees, or lawn). Moles I can leave be, but not gophers. Not with tomatoes and peas and root veggies and pear trees with tender little roots. Nope. Won't. LJ is picking up some macabee traps for me, and it's on. I just may need to watch Caddyshack this weekend, as a reminder of what NOT to do, and for a few giggles.
"License to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. Man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit - ever. They're like the Viet Cong - Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior intelligence and superior firepower. And that's all she wrote." -Carl Spackler, Caddyshack
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Varmint Cong. Heh heh.
My dad killed gophers by sticking one end of a garden hose down the gopher hole a good way, the other end went up the tailpipe of his '63 Dodge pickup, and then he wrapped a damp rag around the tailpipe. Then he started the engine and let it run for about twenty minutes to a half hour. No more gophers.
They'll eat your garlic and bulb flowers too! Sorry you have both- that just sucks.
My mom had a friend who told the story of another friend of hers from the garden club who was on her knees in her flower garden in her sunhat and gloves, planting something, when a gopher stuck his head up above ground. Without thinking and just reacting, she smacked it hard on the head with the trowel she had in her hand and split its head open and killed it pretty instantly. Trouble was, she couldn't stand the sight of blood and fainted right there in the garden which is where her husband found her a little later.
Good luck with the little suckers.
I've heard about gassing them with exhaust. I think they even make kits for it. May need to try that.
Love the story about the lady hitting the gopher on the head. Omg, I laughed until I cried. That's hilarious. I can't believe she fainted!
Back home, we would drown them out with hoses. We had a really strong pump for the well, and could get a heck of a lot of water at one time. Our soil was different there, though. Doesn't work here. When they would come out of the holes, we'd smack them with the shovel. Even had a couple as pets when I was a kid. Anything we could catch was a pet when I was a kid. Lol.
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