A few weekends ago my mom and I merrily spent the day at the local nurserys buying things for my garden. Potatoes, onions, chives, basil, cilantro, peppers, tomatoes, oregano, etc. My garden was going to be glorious. The next morning BAMN peppers, onions and half the tomatoes gone. Cilantro GONE!
I was livid. My house is swarming with squirrels. SWARMING.
I moved on, got over it and was making peace with the squirrels. Until last week when I went outside and discovered the little pieces of shit dug up every. single. one. of. my. tulip. bulbs. EVERY FUCKING ONE! The dug so goddamn deep it looked like someone had rototilled my garden.
My heart broke. Tulips are my favorite flowers. My favorite part of this house is all of the established trees and flowers. The tulips popped up with out me even knowing they were there. I was thrilled. I was thrilled when I saw the iris’s pop up last weekend. I was stunned when the daffodils came up. I enjoy seeing all of my different trees bloom. I don’t enjoy seeing a destroyed tulip garden. I don’t enjoy seeing all of my long tulip stems strewn about in the dirt.
What I enjoy less is when I got home last night from a really long trip to find my last two remaining tomato plants DESTROYED.
MOTHERFUCKERS. I AM SO FUCKING MAD.
SQUIRRELS YOU ARE ON NOTICE. KEEP THIS SHIT UP AND I AM TOTALLY GIVING MY HUSBAND FREE REIN WITH HIS PELLET GUN!
(Only not really because I may be an asshole but I’ll never hurt an animal. You are still on notice though!)
So what do I do now? My visions of fresh home grown salsa are dashed. Brandons Halloween pumpkins munched on by rabbits. What do I do? Give up. Stop planting? Succomb to the idea that I have to buy all of my veggies from the store?
Sigh. I just wanted some fresh salsa!
** I should ammend this to add, the fucking veggies weren’t even planted, they were still in their little plastic containers and were only there for a few hours. I planned to put up walls around the tomatoes but I never even got the goddamn fucking chance!