Crazy Squirrel Must DIE

Molly got a haircut with the scissors--Gary said not to shave her so I didn't--ha.

I spent all day Saturday pulling up dead plants,collecting seeds for next spring, hoeing and planting over 200 bulbs in my garden. I was dirty, stinky, sore, and supporting a bee sting. It was a hard day of planting on my hands and knees which made Sunday morning and what I saw very very hard to take.

Gary was downstairs Sunday morning, then came up the stairs sniggering. He told me to look at my garden. Crazy Sqirrel was in it. He was merrily going along digging up my bulbs one at a time, chewing on it then moving on to the next hole to dig. I was furious. I started beating on the window till he ran off. Now I know it's my fault. I have been feeding the birds and squirrels but I never thought he would screw with my bulbs (tulips, iris, crocus, hyacinths, jonquils).

Monday morning I went out to my garden and reburied the bulbs that I found. Do half eaten bulbs come up? I also planted a red butterfly bush, a deep purple butterfly bush, two red hydragenias, two orange trumpet vines for the fence, a purple lilac bush, and two drawf burning bushes. Hopefully, crazy squirrel will leave these alone.

Well that's it for my exciting life for now. I watch early each morning to see if my wild turkey will show up in my garden. The weather is turning colder and they are predicting snow for next week. I sit on the deck and soak in the colors of the golden and red maples out back. Gary is going to Great Britian on the 28th until the 11th, so the dogs and I will have some down time--like I need any! We will be keeping the Kyte's kids for 3 weeks when they go to Russia to adopt a child. They have 4 girls...so wish me luck. Thank goodness only one of them drives. Hang in there and let me know how things are going.