But I’ve got plenty of well-rested cats, if you need one.
Remember a few weeks ago when I mentioned that my thyme was mysteriously dying off? Ben discovered the culprit. I heard him exclaim, “Oh dear!” and rushed out to the lounge to see what he was oh dearing about to find something extra on my table of herbs outside…
Yes, that is a Moose growing where my thyme should be sprouting, next to Henry & my coriander (yep, the dragon’s name is Henry).
It appeared overnight!
No idea how it got there.
Maybe some seeds blew in on that gusty wind we had the other day?
Unfortunately we were afraid to confront the Moose head on, so that’s why the pictures are so blurry! I eventually yelled at him to get out of there and he skedaddled off over the fence, leaving behind some mashed thyme sprouts that have sprung back well.
I guess I’ll have to put some cat butt deterrent in that pot, like I did with this tire planter yesterday. Thank goodness my neomophilia are really good at bouncing back after playing cat bed.
Seeing my sprouting Moose did crack me up quite a bit, though! My stomach hurt that day, so it was painful to laugh, but it was so funny.
Silly cats! *shakes fist*
Have your furkids ever decided your garden plan needed some help?