No one is saying ‘it’, because everyone wants ‘it’ to be true. Don’t tell anyone that I am saying this, but winter was not too bad. Hardly any snow, not that cold, in fact it has been warm enough to have/make the kids at school eat lunch outside. After all, it was practically 55 degrees today!
The ground-hog popped out and I don’t care what he saw, it seems like spring could be here early! However, we’ve got one more rodent to deal with, and that’s a mole with a huge appetite. 
My Loving Spouse has taken to war in his determination to rid our home of this ‘bloody Bad British word’! He bought a collection of mole traps, but so far the only thing that has gotten ‘caught’ was him. We’ve been given all sorts of mole removal tips each more diabolical than the next. Perfectly normal people have been advising we gas them, shoot them, bomb them, put a fire in their hole! Everyone agrees on one thing, the moles are horrible and they’ve got to go!
If ‘it’ is really here, we’ll be playing croquet before you know it. I’ll have my game face on and uttering those famous words…
“No crying when I clean your clock!”
Watch out Mr. Mole!
That looks like an entire mole village you’ve got there!!!
A village and all their eastern relatives.
Shotgun works well
Might have to try that!