The Rodenator

First a bit of background on the Marmot and myself. Despite telling people initially I from LA, I actually grew up South Dakota. In other words, you cannot get more rural and prairie. The Marmot…well he is fancy pants eastern cityboy. ‘Nuff said.

One night I was telling him the means used to get rid of Prairie Dogs (i.e. Marmots) in the west. Those included standard traps and poisons and the uncommon vacuum and hunting tours with high powered rifles. Well here is a new one.

Not work safe if you work for Greenpeace.

14 Comments

  1. robert neff your flag
    Posted September 10, 2006 at 2:31 pm | Permalink

    Marmot - go back and look at the commentator - he bears an uncanny resemblance to you. Shocking.

  2. Origami your flag
    Posted September 10, 2006 at 2:36 pm | Permalink

    Yeah Rodenator!

    Does that even work? It looks like a SNL skit.

  3. Posted September 10, 2006 at 3:52 pm | Permalink

    Until a miniature heat-seeking missile or a small robot which can recognize a marmot and detonate is available, this will do.

  4. Posted September 10, 2006 at 3:54 pm | Permalink

    Injecting “gas” in rodent burrows? Is the Rodenator relly the Big Hominid?

  5. Zonath your flag
    Posted September 10, 2006 at 4:04 pm | Permalink

    Just hope you don’t live on an old landfill or other area prone to underground methane deposits. :D

  6. bluejives your flag
    Posted September 10, 2006 at 4:33 pm | Permalink

    STOP! GRAMMAR TIME!

  7. lirelou your flag
    Posted September 11, 2006 at 8:45 am | Permalink

    Never understood the high-powered rifle stuff myself. Marmots are inquisitive creatures. Sneak up on their burrows, give out a sharp whistle, and the little boogers stick up there head’s to see what’s out there. Up in northern Maine, a .22 Ruger pistol did nicely.

  8. Posted September 11, 2006 at 11:19 am | Permalink

    South Dakota? Really? Are you the same lawyer I ran into at Gecko’s last December or January, the intellectual property lawyer from South Dakota who chain smokes quality cigars? I was with a short Air Force captain who shall remain nameless at this time.

  9. Posted September 11, 2006 at 11:22 am | Permalink

    Mark> One in the same. Small world, nice to see you again (metaphoricaly).

  10. Posted September 11, 2006 at 11:39 am | Permalink

    Cool. The Seahawks season is now upon me, which means I must be out and about celebrating again. I hope to run into you sometime, but for now I’ll just settle with linking you.

  11. Posted September 11, 2006 at 11:46 am | Permalink

    Good luck to you. I know my bears are going nowhere.

    BTW “Chain smoke cigars” , its true but why am I reminded of a Primus song all of a sudden?

  12. Posted September 11, 2006 at 12:30 pm | Permalink

    Dram Man is not a lawyer. He works with lawyers, but should not “play one on TV.” I would like to help him choose one of the several available means to become one, but Dram hasn’t followed up.

  13. Posted September 11, 2006 at 1:32 pm | Permalink

    Ouch! I have looked into them. However you are correct I am not a lawyer. I don’t even play one on the internet.

  14. Posted September 11, 2006 at 8:18 pm | Permalink

    Never understood the high-powered rifle stuff myself. Marmots are inquisitive creatures. Sneak up on their burrows, give out a sharp whistle, and the little boogers stick up there head’s to see what’s out there. Up in northern Maine, a .22 Ruger pistol did nicely.

    Ah, Lirelou, think about it — it’s a little more sportin’ to try and get ‘em in open field at 1000+ yards with a bull barrel .222

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