In the best tradition of Jaws, Frogs, Empire of the Ants, Night of the Lepus, & Kingdom of the Shatners, nature's pissed off at yours truly, too, but only because I hadn't yet tossed out some bread, & this is why a dreamy faerie vegetable garden tra la la la la is a despondently industrial nein.
Tomorrow, you'll find out, pinky.
12 comments:
Graves, you swine!
Venison.
Problem solved.
Rgds,
Tengrain
They're looking for mountain laurels to kill!
(You could have a garden, but you'll need a sturdy fence.)
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ya, what Tengrain said.
I canst almost espy brave Sir Randal loping through yon leafy glade.
Susan, that youtuber leaves out the crucial confrontation: Brave Sir Randal versus the deer.
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Krampus has a posse I see...
You mean Ohio's answer to the sheriff of Nottingham, John of Kaysick, allows ne'er-do-well four-legged creatures to poach on public lands? Not only that, but lets two-legged slackers litter the greenery with bread?
I hope the brothers Koch don't hear about this.
tengrain & okjimm, meat is murder, except for those brats I had last night.
if, a sturdy fence means hard work & home handymanning & neither are found on my to-do list.
susan, don't be silly, my minstrels would have amps. But I'd still probably run away.
thatgirl, perhaps a scouting party.
SWA, I'll just skip into the forest where they'll never find me.
Kingdom of the Shatners
LOL!!!!
Watched that last night!!!
I believe New Englanders call them rats with hooves.
Now GET OFF MY LAWN you mangy varmits!
Puppies!
Some neighbours of ours woke up the other morning to a MOOSE in their backyard!
Impressive-non?
((Hugs))
Laura
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