It decided to curl up in a blanket this morning because it was pouring down rain. We really needed the rain because the rain barrel was almost empty. Even the loud thunder didn't disturb my sleep. I was tired, tired, tired! Why so tired you ask? I have been busy trying to rid my life and my backyard of public enemy number one. He's still lurking out there somewhere but I'm hoping he got washed away with today's rain.
All the trouble started earlier this week. Momma and I went out to water the strawberry plants and some of the berries were missing. "What's that, Momma? The berries are gone? Who would take my berries? WAAAAAAHHHH!"
"You think you know who did it, Momma? Where is he? I need to talk to him asap!"
Momma explained that the enemy is very sneaky. He moves fast and it's very hard to catch him. And, he fights back when attacked. Eek! What am I going to do?
If you see this guy please proceed with caution. He's armed and dangerous, should not be trusted, and is known all over the county as public enemy number one. If he should cross your path please be warned that a black cat crossing would be safer. I'm just saying.
Momma has spent the last few evenings moving the strawberry plants all over the yard. Tonight they will spend the night by the swing. Please keep your paws crossed that all the berries will be there in the morning.
Just look at all those empty stems! Grrrrrr!
So instead of doing this tonight I will be drafting a counter terror attack plan. Come tomorrow morning, the plan will be in place. Look out chipmunk!
And if you're reading this Mr. Chipmunk, I'm making plans to take you down. Momma will be putting the plans into place tomorrow so be warned. I have some important business to attend to this weekend out of town but that doesn't me I'm not watching you. I've got my eyes on you, even though I can't see. I will win this war because no one eats Tiffy's strawberries but Tiffy. No one!