"Well, he had to hunt the trap down to get in it, but we got one," Cowboy said.
I explained that I'd remembered near midnight about more armadillo holes in the yard. Not wanting to go out in the damp grass in sandals with my toes exposed to unknown dangers, I just put the trap over next to the boxwoods at the end of the carport, intending to move it to a better spot in the morning. I set it, just in case one wandered by. Armadillos are really stupid and I'm really lucky.
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