Stalking the elusive molesow

In the depths of Silicon Valley, nay, some might even say the bowels, roams a creature whose legend has by now reached mythical proportions. Yes, the creature of which I speak is none other than the molesow.

For those not familiar, here's a picture of here in her lair.

For many years she has dominated all challengers to her throne. Cats, dogs, squirrels, all defeated and never to be heard from again.

Surely you remember her defeat of that rapscallion Bailey, who sought to overthrow the molesow in her home territory of Houge Park? No, you say? Perhaps definitive photographic proof will jog your memory.

Or that rogue stuffed crab that ambushed her when Eugene, Oregon was her domain? Again, lets check the film.

Then, of course, was the REAL crab/crayfish at Lake Tahoe. The molesow sent it to meet its maker (whoever that might be).


Alas, it appears the molesow may have met her match, in the form of a rogue porch cat named Dotty. Here she is, in a rare photograph, hiding in the foliage.


Dotty has taken advantage of the molesow's "senior status" and declining sight and hearing. She has been able to stalk her while evading detection. Here, she spies the molesow embarking on a potty break. Note that the molesow appears as a brown flash - she has not lost her speed or quickness . . .


Dotty waits for the opportune time to pounce, while the molesow is at her most vulnerable. In this case, during a "squat" . . . .


I'll spare our younger viewers from the gruesome aftermath . . .