And so the dance begins. Me and varmint, circling, wary, eying for tiny advantages. We pretend we are above this. Who me? Yes, you, Rodent. That squash? No, that one—paws off, it’s mine.
Pumpkins know that all of squirreldom loves their scrumptious skins and so they try to hide. Beneath mildew-dappled Paleolithic leaves, their camouflaged sides grow as quietly as possible. Alas, the members of Rodentia still hear their vegetable breaths. As vast kingdoms of juiciness stretch the edge of stripey globes, a chorus of critters wait impatiently, scratching here, nibbling there.
They care not for harvest festivals; they heckle Hallowe’ens. And, by the way, pampered person, what can you know– you with refrigerator and pantry? If you’ve left your lovely veggies lying around, what’s a squirrel to do? Ignore? Resist? Abstain?
So, go ahead: Fence (if you can). Spray (if you will). Pray (all you want). Any unattended cucurbita will feed me for a week. (Or my family for a day.)
All is fair in hunger and motherhood.
Copyright 2013, Lori Fontanes
So funny! Made me smile, thank you.
U r very welcome!!!
Funny, but oh so true!
The squirrels are laughing, too. That’s right, not with me–at me! 😉
lol..that is too funny! .I just wish some of them were not so bold. The other day a ground hog was walking on my porch! My dogs were not out ,so I chased him off the property and I live in the city. I feel like it is a battle with them in the city. If you have a farm you can spare some vegetables, but not us!
You have a great sense of humor…love.
I know how proud and protective one can get of pumpkins that have been sown, watered and cherished! They are so generous in their return.
Thank you for being generous in reading and liking my little seeds of postings! Please come back and see how they’ve grown soon!
Guess I should be proud of all the squirrels I have nourished as well!!! Thx for stopping by!