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Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Like a thief in the night...

Someone's been stealing my banana peppers.

I have a very small yard out behind our evil homestead, and most of it is the exclusive domain of our faithful hellhound Hastur. This area serves as his playground, exercise room, and outhouse, all in one.

Of the remaining yard, most of it is taken up by either the concrete walkway to the back gate, or the small patio area with a wrought iron table and chairs that Grammammy overlord gave us as patio furniture for a wedding gift.

This leaves about a measly ten square feet of bare ground (which was originally supposed to be a flower bed) bordering the patio area in an L-shape which serves as my makeshift garden. For those of you who don't garden, ten square feet is not very much space for growing stuff. The most I've been able to fit in it so far is one tomato plant, one ginormous dill plant (the thing is literally as tall as I am. There must be some weird runoff from the toxic waste pit in the basement that's making it grow or something), one sickly bunch of chives, a small rosemary plant, and five healthy banana pepper plants.

For the last two months I've watered, tended, and occasionally weeded my tiny little garden in the hopes of some day soon having enough banana peppers to harvest and pickle so that I could use them on sandwiches and pizzas and the like. Long have I suffered and toiled under the blazing hot sun so that one day I could reap the fruits of my own labor, earned through my own blood, sweat and tears

And now someone's been stealing my g**-d**ned banana peppers!!!!!!

I'm pretty sure it's not Hastur, because he doesn't like vegetables as a rule, and at least one of them has disappeared while he was at the park with us.

My best guess is that it's some sort of small sneaky animal like a squirrel or raccoon or maybe even a cat of some sort.

So now my choices are either stay out all night with thermoscopic goggles and a .30-.30, waiting for the creature to show itself so that I can engage it in mortal kombat; or else go back to eating store bought banana peppers.

I love when things boil down to a win-win situation.



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5 comments:

Jamye said...

My bet is a raccoon did it. They're great little burglars, check this out: http://youtube.com/watch?v=JgIYhq2VtCA&feature=related

YOINK!

Library Overlord said...

Oh.... oh wow... that's awesome.

Arthemise said...

You could buy a $300 surveillance camera like we did to find out who was cutting our Christmas lights. We were sure it was the dirty rotten neighbor kids, but it turned out to be a rabbit with a craving for plastic and wire.

Library Overlord said...

Wow, you spent $300 on a camera to catch a rabbit? That sucks. I hope you at least got some tasty rabbit stew out of it.

Suz said...

I vote possum, but that's just because they've always been my biggest problem. I also vote 30-30 (no matter what the critter).

Most of my neighbors are border patrol, coasties and other assorted law enforcement. When we moved in, we were relieved to have neighbors warn us not to freak out about gunfire, they were just shooting the possums. That meant we could shoot them, too.

Two years ago, my dogs ate my garden, they love veggies. I fenced the garden. Last year we trapped and dispatched four freakin' possums.