|THAT'S "SQUIRRELLY THE FIRST" ON MY HEAD. LUCKILY, NEVER ANY JOHNNY CARSON ANIMAL- GUEST MOMENTS WITH HER ON MY HEAD!|
|TOMATOES - PRE-SQUIRREL THIEVERY|
|A SQUIRRELLY PICNIC ON MY GARDEN BENCH. WAS SHE TRYING TO MAKE ME MAD?|
|FIRST LAYER OF CHICKEN WIRE. SURELY, SQUIRRELLY WOULD TAKE THE HINT.|
I went to look at my tomato container, and sure enough Squirrelly had pulled the wire up enough to get in. OK, it's on, Squirrelly! I unrolled my spikiest edged roll of chicken wire and went to work. Round and round I wound it. I then put a couple of rocks on it where I thought Squirrelly might wiggle her fat little self into the wiry maze. It would be bad if she got trapped in there. I stood back and looked at my hideous wire creation, and thought that would keep my little nemesis out.
|SEVERAL MORE LAYERS OF CHICKEN WIRE, SOME OF IT WITH SPIKES AT THE EDGE. THEY STUCK ME!|
I think I could hear Squirrelly chuck-chuck-chuckling somewhere from up in one of the trees.
Now, if I can just remember where I put those leather work gloves.