And, I missed the entire thing.
So Rufus and Ted were hanging out in the garage, when all of the sudden the Dragon goes tearing out into the front yard raising hell. Ted figured he was after the neighbor’s cat who likes to come into our yard and taunt him, so he walked out to
save the cat document the hilaria.
Much to his surprise, it wasn’t a cat. It wasn’t a dog. It wasn’t a random person walking down the street. It wasn’t the UPS, FedEx or postman. It wasn’t a leaf blowing in the wind. All of which have been the subject of his wrath numerous times.
What was it you ask?
Rufus Dragon versus the Groundhog
Click on the picture to see the Dragon in his full glory.
Did you know a groundhog can climb trees? I didn’t. Ted didn’t. Actually I lied because I didn’t miss the entire event. I got home from work just in time to Watch A Groundhog Climb Down Out Of A Tree. Backwards. What?
Looks like the Dragon has stepped up his security detail. If you don’t know what I mean by that, click here.
We have video, but apparently we have to pay $60 a year to post video to the blog now. The hell WordPress?
To see the video, go to the Dragon’s Facebook page and Like it. We’ll post it later tonight.
My friend Sue gave me a 6 foot snake last year for my birthday.
An inflatable natural enemy scarecrow snake. It’s a new breed. One that doesn’t bite.
So, I brought it home and showed Ted and then a bunch of inappropriate snake innuendo jokes about snakes, trousers and rabbit holes ensued. Because we are still 12. But, we really didn’t give the idea that an inflatable snake would really keep Thumper and his brood out of our garden a lot of credence. I mean if a Dragon and the 20 cats that roam the neighborhood can’t manage it, what was a fake snake going to do?
If you are my Facebook friend, then you know that last weekend we installed tomatoes, peppers and beans here at GrowDammit Central. And true to form, the herd of cottontails that have their warren in the neighbor’s yard, started to take notice of the new source of dinner. So, we thought why not? Let’s bring out the big guns and see what is what. The worst thing that could happen would be that Sue would get her money back.
We named him Lucifer. You have to hiss when you pronounce the C.
We’ve moved him around the garden perimeter for the past few days. It’s kind of off-putting when you see him out of the corner of your eye. The best is that we haven’t seen hide nor hare.
When the spawn asked if it was working, Ted told him that a leaf wouldn’t even fall in the yard. Sorry Sue.
Feel free to leave any snake innuendo jokes you might have in the comments.
Grown by the Wannabes at Growdammit Central.
For whatever reason, the Dragon lost his interest. If you are confused read this.
I mentioned in an earlier blog post that for our fall/winter GrowDammit crop we planted collards, swiss chard and brussel sprouts in the flower garden near the deck in hopes that this would deter the wildlife from using them for supper. No such luck. Something has been chomping away on them.
The other night, Farmer Ted was in the garage and heard something munching. He grabbed a flashlight and went to investigate. Who was the culprit?
Here’s who he found feasting away…
The hell Rufus?
On our nightly sojourn through the backyard surveying our gardens, I looked at my coneflowers and said, “WTF is that?” Then, I quickly noticed “that” was also on the phlox, the hummingbird bush, and the black-eyed susans. “That” appeared to be something akin to a white mildew that I have found on the phlox before, but thicker. Like cottony. We moved on. Nothing new in the veggies. I stopped to pinch back a flowering cilantro plant, and there “that” was again. Upon closer inspection “that” was clearly a pest with wings and legs and a weird white fuzzy back.
At piano, I pulled out the piece of shit iPhone and googled “fuzzy white garden bug” and after waiting and waiting and waiting (damn you 3G network) I saw a reference to something called the Wooly Aphid. Farmer Ted viewed the image and confirmed that we have indeed caught the Wooly Aphids. Which is much better than catching say…the crabs.
I digress…back when Farmer Ted and I first had our initial flirtation on Facebook (yes we are one of those couples), he made a comment on a pic of me in my “Slammin’ Halloween Witch Hat.”
I volleyed with a comment on a pic of him with a big ass stone crab “I see you’ve caught crabs, they have meds for that.”
He started making daily FB proclamations that I was the “hottest woman in the solar system,” and the rest is history.
Back to the aphids. Anonymous recently commented on one of our blog posts with an inquiry as to how we have combatted pests thus far. Frankly, we’ve done little. We had an initial issue with cutworms, but surrounded the young plants with cut-out Dixie cups to enable them to grow tall enough so the cutworms couldn’t get at the leaves. Success. We’ve been organic so far, and in solidarity with our friend Maintzie and the Becky Spach Landes Memorial Garden we will try to remain true to organic pest control.
Right this minute, we are boiling a head of garlic in water and will be spraying those menaces. If that doesn’t work, we’ll try cayenne pepper water. If that doesn’t work, I am not opposed to employing the use of DDT to save my flowers. Just like I’m not opposed to lighting up Thumper’s ass with a paintball gun. You’d better stay away from my apricot stumps, silly rabbit.
Next…Rufus vs. the Hummingbird. Note we still do not have hummingbird pics.