Thursday, August 2, 2012
As if that weren't enough, later in the day I glanced out onto the deck and saw some critter creepy-creeping along behind the pots. It was a brazen ground squirrel that had come all the way around, checking the progress on the cherry tomato plants I'd planted in the strawberry pot. I've only gotten two or three tomatoes myself; now I know why.
It is also the time of year for the annual invasion of tiny black ants in the kitchen. They seem to appear when it is hot and dry and I think they come in looking for water. As long as they're in, they might have a snack from the cats' dish, but rarely do they go anywhere else but the sink. They come in the dark and in the morning I rinse them down the drain. This only lasts a week or so, and there weren't any out there today.
It evidently isn't enough that I feed nearly every darned creature that walks or flies in the area, now they're going for self-serve. The thought that I'm in charge is an illusion.