Sunday, October 20, 2019

Pestilence With Capital P

The wild pigs and every other kind pecker that lives up here are tearing up the gardens.




















I am getting really annoyed.




















I'm beginning to think nature is pissed off and letting me know it. The number of creatures regularly dining in the gardens the last two years is turning into the full compliment available. Or all the varmints I displaced have moved back in.




















Maybe it is the flash drought that is sending the pigs to my moist. Please, I hope. I have plenty varmints already.




















I wasn't paying attention and did not realize tropical storm Nestor was headed this way. It has begun to rain for real. Hopefully the drought is over. This will be a test of wet pigs.




















Will water make the pigs go away? I'm hoping some hunters make the pigs go away. They are all over the place this time of year.



















Perhaps it is the inevitable result of gardening, collecting and tending plants for a vegetarian buffet. It's bound to get noticed.




















But the pigs have crossed my redline.




















When I came home Friday afternoon, there was a plastic canister of Amdro ant bait at the top of the drive in the path going in to the roadside vegetable garden. I certainly had to ponder that. Too odd to be normal litter. How did it get there?

For the first time ever, the huge black carpenter ant mounds annoyed me enough to buy a jug of poison. Pestilence surpassing IPM. I used it. There was some left over in the jug sitting in a cow pot on the basement patio. It was gone.

Some damn varmint carried a plastic jug of Amdro ant bait all the way up to the top of my driveway before giving it up. It had a few teeth marks in the label. The creatures of the night are crawling under my house while I sleep. The pigs keep getting closer.




















I absolutely will not be having anybody living underneath the Crooked Shed.


2 comments:

Lisa at Greenbow said...

I don't blame you for fencing off your shed. The worst could be a skunk living under there. They love to get under sheds in my neighborhood. At least you don't have a dog to get sprayed. Poor Annie has been sprayed...twice. UGH. I hope the hunters get the pigs or at least chase them away. They are so destructive.
The rain is supposed to get here tomorrow. I certainly hope that is true. I am not counting on it until it happens. Since I watered quite a lot today it probably will rain.

Christopher C. NC said...

I haven't seen one yet, but I got skunks Lisa. I don't want anybody living under the shed. Hope you got some rain.