I am a proud memfur of The TCMC Flower Garden Society.
At the CLAW Awards August 28 Miss Pinkerton presented me with these awards. It was so furry exciting.
It takes a lot of work to get all those plants where they are suppose to be.
My hibicus. Isn't it georgous!
I worked hard during August 2000 and received this award.
Napping under the Calidiums in my shade garden, I awoke to discover myself in the center of an invasion. Insects of all kinds were merging on my beautiful leaves. There were crawling caterpillars, beetles with many legs and grasshoppers. I know a grasshopper when I see one. Well I was looking at 40 or 50 and one was looking at me dead in the eye. My garden is chemical free and I don't mind a bit of theft now and again
this was brazen pre-meditated war!
What to do. How does one cat defend her garden against so many
munching, voracious, plant eating machines? Time slowed for me as I planned my strategy. Before that grasshopper could remove his face from mine, I leaped into action.
Chomp! His head was gone. Slap! Down went three more grasshoppers and a half dozen beetles. I became a lean, mean, fighting machine with adrenaline pumping through my veins. My tail knocked those caterpillars off the plant leaves and stems. My claws went for the beetles like lightning in a thunder storm (shudder at the thought). With super powers I munched grasshoppers until there were none left.
90 seconds from that rude awakening and there were no more insects. I sat down and looked about me. Not an insect, bug or any other moving object around me. Success! Exhausted I lay down next to the one remaining upright calidium leaf to continue my nap. The plant will regrow but insects will no longer do battle with SUPER SAMMY.
submitted by: Sammy Brewer - July 2000
A Day In My Garden