I completely forgot to update on the armadillo yesterday! The guy came and said that as we had not yet captured the armadillo, it has likely moved on to someone else’s yard. He is taking back the trap and putting down some “armadillo repellent” to discourage it from returning.
My mother strenuously disagrees that the armadillo has conveniently left, and we both raise an interrogative eyebrow at the notion of “armadillo repellent.” Cozy gig this guy has, if you ask me.
I suspect this is not the last of this.
Meanwhile, if I don’t get to see an armadillo, I will feel robbed by god. It’s been a long stretch of years and I don’t ask for much! Let me meet an armadillo!!
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