I knew I was in trouble the other day when one of my big, beautiful but still green tomatoes was missing the whole side. Someone took a bite right out of it hanging on the plant and left it there, half eaten. Guess it wasn't ripe enough.
So as I'm eating lunch today looking out at the garden, 'Phil' goes lumbering across the garden, briefly looking at me sitting inside. As I jump up and get my camera and sneak to see where he is going, he munches on some parsley and then strolls past the nasturium towards the gate. In no hurry, but guess he wasn't too hungry because he didn't seem to eat anything else. Here he is above, unfortunately the echninacea was in the way to get a good shot of his head, but that rolly polly body and bushy tail give it all away!
So if he's strolling around in the middle of the day, I know he has found my little garden and I have a battle on my hand. Guess I know where the chard went. I read "The $64 Tomato" a few summers ago and laughed outloud at the chapter about the groundhog, but I guess I'm not laughing now.
AAAHHH, so NOT want I want to deal with in the garden.
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