Too much wildlife
There’s too much wildlife in our garden at the moment. As far as I’m concerned there is an upside. Our visitors are taking all the apples that Mum and Dad carefully added to our compost heap and distributing them back around the floor of the orchard. Admittedly, they are half eaten, and rather rotten. But I’m not fussy and it seem that neither are they.
However, it is all leading to both me and Pebbles getting into trouble with Mum. I insisted on going out when Mum has sat down to watch television with Dad. The going out wasn’t the problem. The problem was that I disappeared up into the orchard and refused to come back for quite a while.
Different approach
Pebbles is taking a different approach. She isn’t as keen on rotten apples as I am, but she does like trying to catch whatever other residents are in the garden when she goes out. We have a number for her to choose from. The foxes are pretty quick, so she just ends up having a good run. The hedgehogs are thankfully too prickly for her to go after them. Her main interest of late has been a visiting rat. I say it’s visiting as last year Mum worried it was living in the compost and turned the whole lot over to make sure there was no nest. It may have moved in since, but I think it is only looking for food. Pebbles follows its scent and would catch it if she could.
All that means that Pebbles also wants to go out in the garden after dark and then doesn’t come back when called. Poor old Mum seems to spend most of her evenings trying to find us. Given that Mum is not a great fan of the dark, it’s probably a little unfair of us.
Love and licks
Wilma
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