Scott’s Blog Experience

It’s open season at my house this weekend. Between the birds living in my wall cavity, and Bambi who ate an entire Hosta plant last night, and the Racoon that keeps getting into my garbage. I say, “Hunters Take Aim”. Is that to harsh? Am I being to unreasonable? I think NOT.

It could be that my house sits as a animal gateway from Hell. Not sure. But it seems that my house has become somekind of magnet for those seeking room and board, and a nice green salad.

They say revenge is patient. Well, it could be that because I accidently ran into Buck The Deer in December, Bambi has now taken revenge and will destroy all my Hostas….at the same time eating a well balanced diet. Why Bambi, Why?

My neighbor, who hasn’t cut her grass in two weeks, and who Code Enforcement won’t enforce becuase they don’t do anything to people that pay high taxes and aren’t low income. Has plenty of tall grass. Yea, so what I got a red tag on my door three weeks ago for long grass, at one of my rentals, it’s all good. Who wants to put a red sticker on a house that is on the “North End” of town. Red Stickers are only for the “East, and West Bluffs. Ahh, but I digress. Anyway the point is….lots of chewy green growing stuff around for Bambi, stop eating my Hostas.

Someone told me that if I pee by my Hostas, the scent will drive the dear away. So, that’s what I’m gonna do. I’m sure right at that moment a PPD Cruiser will be driving by and I’ll get some kind of pee ordinance ticket. That would suck. One because I would get a ticket. And two, because no blogs are making money using the word “pee”.

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