But I don’t grow veggies and fruit for the neighborhood.
First, it was strawberries that went missing. And I blamed it on the squirrels and our dog—Jez is
partial to strawberries. Then, when the raspberries came into season, I wrapped
them with netting and securely fastened it. But when I went to pick the
raspberries, there wasn’t a single berry left. Now it’s the tomatoes. When I
went out to pick the first tomatoes of the season, nothing was there. And they
weren’t any signs of animal picking and eating, no broken branches, no claw
marks, etc.
So I’m beginning to wonder if it’s not the squirrels. I’m
wondering if the thief has two legs instead of four. And I’m compiling a list
of how to stop the thief.
1. I could leave our black Lab outside at night. Nothing scarier than
seeing a pair of caramel colored eyes bearing down on you in the darkness. But
Jezebel would be very sad if she couldn’t cuddle up on her blanket and sleep.
2. We bought a lock for the gate, but we actually would have to
remember to lock it at night. And the tomatoes aren’t in the locked area
anyway.
3. I could put up a sign saying “This garden is protected by
tarantulas.” (It works for a jewelry store in NYC.) Of course, I’d actually
have to have tarantulas. Not that I’d mind, but Ariel would have a fit.
4. Or maybe just a sign that says “Please don’t steal our food”…
Nope. I think the tarantula thing is way more exciting--I’ve heard they hiss.
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| Photo by Rafael Cerpa, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons. |
