For most of you, this thought has probably never crossed your mind. I'd be a little surprised if it had. The fact that the thought crossed my own mind was in itself surprising.
But, as I was mowing my five greens one rainy morning, I took note of all the worms that had taken refuge on the driveway short grass. All they wanted was a place above their flooded homes, and yet they had the misfortune of being out while I was walking my mower. If I were to move every single worm from the surface, each hole would take an extra 20 minutes at least and I don't have time for that. So instead, I mow away.
And now, I wonder how many worms die on a Golf Course.