I know, I'm supposed to have a heart. I do.
However, given what I just found in the yard, it's turned to ice where those tree rats are concerned.
This year, I finally allowed myself to indulge and planted gladiola in the gardens. I put them in the front, a few on the side, and the majority in pots in the back. Things were going well, everyone was coming up, and in a few weeks, I would have had a major color explosion.
I looked outside a few minutes ago however, and couldn't believe what I saw. A squirrel had dug up one of my sprouted glads, and after chewing on it for a few minutes, left it on the concrete surrounding the storm drain. While normally, this wouldn't upset me, it indicates to me that they now realize that I have glad bulbs planted. And they'll be back for more.
This means war.
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BE SURE TO USE TINY LITTLE FURRY GUNS WHEN WAGING WAR ON SQUIRRELS...OTHERWISE YOU WILL BE LABELED AS A WARMONGER AND ANY CHANCE OF NOBEL PEACE PRIZE WILL BE UP IN SMOKE...SOUNDS LIKE THE LITTLE VARMINTS THINK YER BACKYARD IS A SQUIRRELS WORLD TIME TO DROP SOME NASTY PEARLS ON THE GIRLS
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