For about six months now a war has been brewing between myself and the wildlife of my backyard. I have not resorted to violence in anyway, just methods of diversion. That is about to change. Sunday I went outside to fire up my grill to make myself, my wife and unborn child a tasty hamburger. I turn the gas on, hit the igniter a few times, nothing happens, which is not uncommon because it tends to be faulty sometimes. Thank God it was today! I lean under the grill and see a hole chewed into the hose and the GAS is pouring out of it at full throttle. One small spark and it would have been bye bye Hogan! So now I need to get Mid evil on those little nut jobs!