*yawn* *stretch* I guess it is time to end my winter beauty sleep and start watching over the garden again. I can't say that it was a very relaxing sleep. Too much action in the garden, and I am too nosy to ignore it. I haven't had much attention from my FH, but that's normal during winter. She says it's too cold to sit outside then. So she went to a place called Madeira, which is warm even in winter. Sometimes I wish I could make myself small enough to fit into her suitcase. Then I could be useful everywhere she goes.
Yesterday it was really warm here, though, and the frogs woke up and started speed dating. The pond was boiling with desperate amphibians all night. Luckily they are not the continental type, as I couldn't cope with the noise. It's enough when they hop around my legs. I wonder if my FH will hatch some of the frog spawn in a separate tub again to protect it from the fish. I think there are more than enough frogs in this garden. Let the fish have some fun, too.
There was only one squirrel in the garden during winter, and it had its bedroom somewhere up in the loft. Because it was noisy and eating cardboard boxes and other clutter, my humans decided to evict it. So now it has found a new lair somewhere in the neighbourhood and is trying to pad it out with all sorts of soft materials, which it nicks from our garden. Only this morning it tried to run off with a big cotton towel, but it got stuck in a gap of the fence. Earlier this month it nibbled a big piece out of the fleece which is meant to protect the Callistemon shrub, and it carried off a fleece disk, which had covered the soil of a potted tree. It also collected pieces of newspaper from the compost heap. And it keeps teasing Caspar the cat. Here's some evidence:
