This morning I had my first tomato. 'Twas great. And a nice strawberry. And an amazing blackberry. And then, while weeding, out of the corner of my eye I saw the very tomato plant that gave me love earlier waving about wildly. The ^&*%*^% gopher took it out. I didn't think they ate tomatoes. I stuck the hose down the hole and blasted, Caddyshack-style. But realistically it's looking like I'm going to have to dig up all of my plants and protect them.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
If I Kill All the Golfers... II
This morning I had my first tomato. 'Twas great. And a nice strawberry. And an amazing blackberry. And then, while weeding, out of the corner of my eye I saw the very tomato plant that gave me love earlier waving about wildly. The ^&*%*^% gopher took it out. I didn't think they ate tomatoes. I stuck the hose down the hole and blasted, Caddyshack-style. But realistically it's looking like I'm going to have to dig up all of my plants and protect them.
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