A hunting we will go, hi ho the little voles, a hunting we will go.
The voles almost ruined Mommy and Daddy's yard last
year. In fact they almost ruined every yard in Truckee
last year. I'm a brave hunter of little voles. So, Grampa
took me for a walk in my front yard and I poked my nose
in every old vole hole I could find. The little buggers weren't
anywhere to be found. Maybe the nasty winter got them.
I'll keep looking though !