For some reason the moles in Taylor Granbury's back yard were impossible to kill. They had never been particularly bad until one summer when, on a whim, Taylor dumped Corry's Slug and Snail Death into one of the holes. The next week there were even more holes (deep under the ground a blessed crop of molds grew thick like clay in the absence of the slug scourge. More baby moles, more elder moles, more matron moles, more patron moles). The next month Taylor tried an old rancher trick. Shocking the heck out of the ground with generators and jumper cables (The bowels of the earth opened up and shook with energy)...
More later.
1 comment:
I demand you make this drawing into a full on watercolor illustration!! Excellent vertical perspective change-a-roo on the well hole!
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