It should come as no shock that when I typed in deer and rabbits into Google Images, I got more pictures of repellent than of furry animals. Yeah.
We have already lost an entire crop of cole veggies and replanted them. We thought, since we don’t hunt the dang critters but once a year, well, and well, hell it’s so cold when we do, you’d think they would rather be dead anyhow.
So, we thought we had a truce. The dogs are both too old to care much, so hop around in happy freedom from care, and we won’t et ya, and you don’t et our food, okay?
Like I said, we replanted the cole crops earlier this week. They apparently are not good at keeping their world.
So, today, the Contrarian takes a mosey down to the garden to take a look around, the broccoli and cabbage being all fenced in, the corn up about four inches. Nice right? NO, dammit! Twenty-four–24–as in TWENTY FOUR tomato plants have disappeared!
Now in all my born days, and possibly unborn as well, I ‘ve never known a deer or rabbit to eat a tomato plant. Taste the leaves–would you eat one? Course not. Only those ugly green squishy potato caterpillars do that.
We have no clue what et em. The dogs, who now sleep outside in the cool, look contritely embarrassed by the whole thing, but deny having heard a thing. Ground hog maybe? Turkeys? We’ve seen them wandering around and heard them clucking.
So, twenty-four more went in, and the Contrarian bought one million six hundred feet of chicken wire, which supposedly keeps out more than just chickens, and is gonna wrap them up like a present. Our garden begins to look like Fort Knox, heck, better than Fort Knox.
Anyway, I’m feeling awful lazy these days about blogging–mostly cuz there is so much to do outside. I planted two flats of flowers today already, and still have some ferns to go. Don’t get me started on keeping Brandy from digging a good layin’ hole in the midst of it all. Having never been beat half to death, she responds to yellin’ with a wag of her tail, and a smile on her face.
So what follows, is just some links to other people’s hard work. I’m reading still a lot. Got another book review coming up next week, and another book to review following that, and another sent by a friend that has started off well, and tryin’ to stuff in a little Dorothy Parker when I can. And then there is studying–EFM–which I’m down to the last two chapters on. Whew.
I think I need a vacation, though anyone would of course argue that I’ve been on one for the past 15 years. To qualify as a vacation I need a housekeeper and a maid, and I have neither. Oh and throw in a 5-star chef. Yeah, that sounds vacationy don’t it?
Any way, Rand Paul is an idiot. In case you haven’t had time to read or listen to his utterly S T U P I D remarks on virtually everything he is asked about, go to MattyBoy’s blog and read a lot more. Matty calls him an idiot about every other paragraph, so you know I must be right. And if Matty don’t convince you, Jill at Brilliant at Breakfast, has more. Two-faced little bas***d that he is.
We are in the depths of man-made climate change here, but on some planets, life may be in for even worse. Seems the Hubble telescope has found a planet that is being eaten by its parent sun. Now, that’s pretty darn hard to swallow I admit, infanticide is NOT acceptable. But if you are curious and want to peep at the gory event, you have 10 million years left before the dining is complete. Time to run out for popcorn!
I view much of what is happening in Merika today as an attempt by some fairly smart but evil people to literally turn the GOP inside out and create a new party. One that is decidedly fundamentalist, decidedly pro-business, and decidedly not interested in social issues. We have hashed over again and again how they get the crazy conspiracy-fearing fundies to do their dirty work for them, all the while knowing that these poor deluded denialists will be the fodder for business to exploit.
Saul Friedman has a good post at HuffPo that explains in part he evil machinations of Newt Gingrich in deliberately lying and using linguistic trickery to hoodwink the dull witted evangelical right.
And the oil keeps spilling into the Gulf, and nobody seems able to stop it, and everybody looks more and more culpable, except that Rand Paul stands alone and says it was maybe just an “accident.” Remind me, when I make my next ophthalmology appointment, skip the P’s in the phone book.