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Mouse Bastards

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After a few days away I return to devastation in the greenhouse.

 

I’ve spent more than six months going out every night and removing slugs and snails from the plants, checking for white fly and aphids in the morning – my best laid schemes. This morning I go in and they’ve definitely gang agley. Mouse bastards.


The plants were fine when I left. I had noticed a pepper or two being nibbled, but that’s just part of gardening. Fine. I didn’t see it as a prelude for this. Damn mouse bastards.

 

They even left a little Zebrange graveyard for me - a pile of half eaten beautiful fruits. So the Zebrange have been destroyed almost completely, with one solitary fruit left on the main plant. The Cayennetta, with still many dozens of ripening fruit nearly ready, have been completely stripped. I think that’s the end of the year for them. Mouse bastards.


I estimate over a hundred peppers have been lost. Most plants have a pile of nibbled peppers left at their bases, where the mice have tasted one, dropped it, and then plucked another. But there are also snapped and gnawed branches, so that the green fruit that was on them will never mature.

 

It’s late in the season for the plants to recover, but we’ll see.

 

Not nearly cowran or tim’rous enough. Damn mouse bastards.

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