The snow has been a while away - but I am only now come to me sometimes to look in the garden. To look carefully in terms of flower beds and plants - not just to be outside and play outside. Had I perhaps should do more times ... The whole
beds are dug, all transitions from mice that have been excavated all neatly plant bulbs! This can not really be true! They have dug up the tulips! All the spring flowers! And then they piled up all the onions to a neat pile of stock. A portion is also chewed, but most are dug up and really dug in a pile!
So I have today in the cold wet ground around dug to bury the bulbs again. I hope she do not take it amiss and still growing. At least those that are left.
I've even jokingly complained to Olsen. - The fact that it is sure that no cats may be in the swallow. He only snorted disparagingly - as a vile onion stand against the existence of the entire Christian navigation. * G * Maybe Olsen mice may simply rather than cats and forgive them for the bulbs. That he likes rats, I know. Perhaps he may even mice, rather than blooming tulips ...
is not the end all and even if I only had a telling off, it is now almost laugh. And I wonder if Lance really chasing mice. He has crawled through the garden today, had quite the nose and into the corridors schmodderigen mice, but after hunting fever did not look it. ;)
mood: okay
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