Since I launched the campaign against Fluffy, I’ve actually been able to eat from my garden. Last week at my film premiere I was able to serve prosciutto-wrapped figs as one of the early courses, for example. (That was aided by also wrapping nets around the fig trees against the birds.)
Very satisfying, it must be said, is the crop of tomatoes of various types that have returned. After the Great Tomato Atrocity, this is very good to see.
Ready now are several bunches of two types of small yellow-gold ones, which are a delight to just pick off the bush and pop straight into the mouth.
Sinful pleasure.
-cvj
Well, I’m up to Fluffy 1.5 now, having
started with Fluffy 1.0 and worked
through successive models. Fluffy 1.5
is proving to be clever about not triggering
the pressure pad. Maybe it is the
first of the 2.x models, in which case I
am doomed. I shall prepare a report on
some of the Fluffy campaign, including some
video, if time permits, showing
Fluffy 1.1 (I think) encountering the
Equipment.
Cheers!
-cvj
I’m sorry I’m late to the game with Fluffy et al. I convey this story/information of Fluffy control. An elderly neighbor, a former builder and an escapee of the Russian revolution did not like squirrels (or chimpmunks but that is another story). He did not like one squirrel in particular. It was stealing bird seed from his feeder. This feeder was situated at the top of a flight of stairs down to his backyard and could be accessed by turning a crank from inside the kitchen which would bring the feeder to the window on its long metal arm. You can see where this is going can’t you? Well. Gregory as I said was a retired builder and was quite adept at all things household, even in his 80s. So it was no problem for him to wire up the metal arm that held the feeder to a light socket controled from a switch in the kitchen. To say mr. squirrel got the shock of his life might be an understatement.
There’s nothing sinful about eating tomatoes! The pear-shaped ones are especially cute.