Friday, April 13, 2007

Bring it, fuzz-butts

I'm completely pissed off at the bastard rabbits in my yard. Or squirrels. Or whatever it is that always eats what I plant.

It's not bad enough that they've nibbled most of my snow peas (which by the way, DID survive the frost) down to little nubbins. This morning I went out and found the chewed and frayed strands of my brand-new maypole-style trellis swinging free in the breeze.

What the hell. Are they calling me out?

2 comments:

nottadad said...

once upon a time there were three little rabbits, Flopsy, Mopsy and Peter. One day they ventured into Farmer MacGregor's garden...
Now you know how poor old MacGregor felt. In your formative years you rooted for Peter the Rabbit. With age comes wisdom.

Crystal said...

I think the rabbits are telling you that YOU GOT SERVED! Haha, forgive me... too much South Park recently.

Bunnies are cute and cuddley and all, and I am an animal lover......... but rabbit meat is seriously good. Just sayin'. ;-)

But for real, I have never sucessfully grown anything so I can only say good luck with the garden!