I didn't think I would worry much about the few, unimportant plants in our garden, including the grass. Yesterday I put a dissuading brick down the new hole being dug under our lawn. Margaret, as she came in doors, wondered why we only seemed to have one rabbit. She moved the brick, and out jumped an angry rabbit. It had been stuck down it's hole for about an hour.
So on with the battle of the lawn. and where is that Leicester fox?
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