While my Italian-wife is busy preparing meatballs for the chipmunks, let's go off on a tangent.
Last year we had a problem with slugs in the garden near our kitchen door.
This year we thought we would be a bit proactive. So we put out cups of beer before we started to see any damage. As you know, slugs just can't resist a frothy cup of brew.
So I go out the other night to set out some really cheap (and nasty) beer.
Slugs are not beer snobs...and evidently neither are some other forms of wildlife in our area.
When we checked the cups the next morning - they were empty. Not only empty but in different locations. Clearly they were not lapped empty, as... say... the FREE dog may have done - something must have picked them up and sipped.
I also noticed the garbage had also been tipped over.
Now - what sort of animal lives in suburbia, tips over garbage, and has the dexterity to knock back a cup of beer?
Somewhere out there, right now, in the back yard - there is a raccoon with a hangover.
I am going to put out more beer tonight. Let's see if he pushes through the pain for a little "hair of the dog".
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