They don't call them prairie dogs for nothing! Another sign that we are indeed back in Kansas! :)
Joel and I made a trip to Home Depot last night, and situated right next to the Home Depot parking lot was a prairie dog town. I was delighted to see the cute little critters, so I had Joel stop the car for a couple minutes. By the number of mounds, I'd say there were hundreds of prairie dogs calling this area home. It was fun to watch them poke their heads out of the holes and scamper about.
But not everyone thinks prairie dogs are cute or desirable. Joel reminded me of the time way back in the early 1990s when the prairie dogs became so prolific in the Carey Salt brine field, they became a hazard to the plastic pipes used in solution mining. They discussed how to rid the field of the varmints and decided shooting and poisoning were not options. What to do? Carey Salt heard of a company with a converted sewer vacuum truck, which specialized in prairie dog removal. Dog Gone came, stuck the vacuum hose down each of the holes, and sucked up the the little critters. The truck tank was padded to protect the dogs when they landed. I know this sounds like something out of Red Green, but I kid you not! Over 600 prairie dogs were collected that day and relocated to Colorado.
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