|A cat door was cut in a boarded up old door frame at the back of the garage|
Specifically, a cat door has been cut at the back of the garage to allow our feral kitties access to a warm dry place to curl up. The door is high enough that skunks can't jump in but unfortunately it does not deter raccoons. Now, there is no food of any kind in the garage so even if the coons get in there should not be a problem.
But not this time. In their quest for something edible they ripped open a box of bone meal, threw a bottle of fish fertilizer to the ground and finally (in exasperation I think) shredded a box of kleenex. I cleaned up the mess and decided to take the fertilizer up to the house.
|Smells like fish but doesn't taste near as good|
The moral of the story here would be, lock up anything that smells even remotely like food to an animal. Otherwise you're looking for trouble.
Several weeks ago I started my yearly foray into onion growing. Every year I try growing onions and I've yet to have much luck. This year though someone suggested that I give my seedlings a little boost of fertilizer to get them going. I'm willing to try anything at this point so off I went to retrieve the fertilizer from the window seat where I last left it.
What was the moral of this story? oh yes, that's right, lock up anything that smells even remotely like food to an animal. (How many times do I need to learn this lesson?)
Somebody .... ahem ....
|I'm willing to bet I know who|
had bitten through the bottom of the container leaving a rather large tooth hole. I suddenly realized I was dripping stinky dead fish fertilizer all over the house, all over my clothes and hands.
I think I can firmly say I've learned my lesson now.
This little piece of garden/pet wisdom is brought to you today via Joene for her monthly Gardening Oops. [aka GOOPS]