One month ago on this blog, I confessed on this blog to being consumed with violent anger for squirrels.
Squirrels ate all-but-one of the tomatoes I'd been growing on my patio since spring.
After my outburst, I gave up on my tomato plants and left town for a couple weeks on non-tomato-based business.
When I returned, I found new fruit sprouting on the plants.
Great. Wonderful. Hope.
I moved the plants away from the patio railing so the squirrels wouldn't have as easy access as they did in July.
The fruit grew unmolested for three weeks.
Until last night.
Squirrels raided the patio during the past 24 hours. I counted 15 green tomatoes on the vine as recently as Tuesday.
We're now down to three.
To make matters worse, the noxious little kleptomaniacal tree rats taunted me by leaving a half-eaten tomato on my patio railing.
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Are my nards going to get irradiated?
sarcasm, and the lost art therein.