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Originally Posted by jambutty
It is interesting to find out the origin of things and how words of yesteryear have changed to what we use today.
The only critter that I don’t like is the feral cat who comes around every evening/night. But I’ve spiked his guns by laying some chicken wire over the patches that are loose earth so he can’t scratch up the soil.
The next war is going to be versus the slugs. It won’t be long before they come a calling.
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Fortunately we don't have much of a slug problem ... probably because we have a drier climate, and the soil around here, although not bad, doesn't get waterlogged, (the underlying rock around here is limestone) unlike the clayey soils you probably have ... thing about slugs is that they move slowly ... but squirrels
You mentioned seeing "a" squirell ... I presume you mean "one"
Right now, (3:30 pm) there are ... hang on while I eyeball my yard (garden, for you Brits) ..... four on the lawn (which looks rough at this time of year), a couple on my bbq, and about half a dozen in the maple by my garage, and another bunch running along the power lines. Maybe about 20 all told. Hungry little buggers they are too. What the heck, if gardening were too easy, it wouldn't be any fun.
