My roomate Jared alerted me to the problem on a Sunday: "dude, I just watched a squirrel bury a peanut in one of your plants!" Seriously? A squirrel is burying nuts? I thought that was just a wives tale, about squirrels burying nuts to get ready for winter. I saw it with my own two eyes though, and you can see from the pictures what I found this morning when checking the plants.
It looks like a peanut from a ballpark, where is Mr. Squirrel getting his hands on these things? Is one of my neighbors handfeeding him these things as a joke?
I'm one of the biggest animal lovers I know, but when it comes to defending one's own farm, serious measures need to take place. So I had to dig into the garage and find one of my toys from high school, the ol' 45 caliber BB gun that brought me so much fun and disrepute when my friends and I toted these around shooting each other with them. I haven't gotten a clean look at Mr. Squirrel yet, but when I do he's going to get 'tapped' by a bb or two, just so he knows which garden he shouldn't be messing with.
Some positive growing news though. Check out this morning's tomato harvest. The heirloom tomatoes are still going strong. Also, this small tree is a mango tree. The last time I ate a mango I stuck the pit in a pot of dirt, and a beautiful little tree is starting to grow from it.
