I'd noticed quite a large strawberry reddening in the frame the other morning, and thought "Aye, aye, I'll have that tomorrow." Tomorrow dawned, wandered down to the frame and there was just a stalk, no strawberry, gone, picked clean by something. Now I found a snail in the pot, and he was dispatched to the great snail heap in the sky, but can it have slurped down a whole, large strawberry?
Then I thought, maybe, it was a mouse, or a rat?
Traps, I think.
The words of Genghis Khan sprang to mind, he wasn't a great gardener, but this is certainly good advice,
“The greatest happiness is to scatter your enemy, to drive him before you, to see his cities reduced to ashes, to see those who love him shrouded in tears, and to gather into your bosom his wives and daughters.”
Well maybe I won't gather into my bosom the daughters and wives of the snails, mice and rats but I'm certainly going to scatter them.
Those strawberries are mine I say, mine.
1 comment:
Yeah, that was definitely the slug. They're slow, but they just keep on eating and eating and eating.
They'd probably eat a whole person if one sat still for long enough, just through sheer persistance.
One large strawberry, one slug, no problem.
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