Oh...dear...God...
I took a short trip to Babbage and upon my return found that the mutated squiddy thing mutated yet
again...

Once I determined that it would not eat me (good) or my neighbors (a pity), I was able to focus on other matters. In the spirit of the autumn season, I have set out a few pumpkins. If anything, I hope they will distract folks from the huge tentacle-y thing that seems to like being in my front yard...
2 comments:
Just look apologetic and explain that you don't really have a green thumb. "The tree looked good in the catalogue, madam. I can't explain why it doesn't look the same in my yard. Oh, I wouldn't let the poodle do that to the tree, madam. Someone could get hurt." That sort of thing works for me when explaining my unkempt yard.
Perhaps I will luck up and it will eat them anyway...
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