Monday, March 29, 2010

The midnight gardener strikes again...

Dennis and I planted 2 grape vines and four blueberry bushes on Saturday. Arliss the pit puppy watched us carefully and with obvious fascination, his brow furrowed, turning his head this way and that in an attempt to take it all in. Yesterday when Dennis watered the wee plants, Rocky the cat went with him---stayed with him---also apparently very interested.
This morning when I went out to feed the horses, I checked on the plants. Each hole had been carefully re-excavated, the dirt mounded up fairly neatly in front of it, and each mound of dirt had one of the plants lying on it. Well, all but one...I never did find one of the blueberry bushes, but nevermind...the point is that the job was done neatly, with attention to detail and apparently with some purpose---Lord alone knows what that might have been...
Well, it wasn't Scipio. Such things are beneath him. Hadrian would have done the thing with far more flair and far less care, and Dottie would have forgotten what was going on after the first plant...Benny would have suffered a fatal coronary from so much exercise---which leaves the two pits and the cat...Tweek, it must be said, has a history with plants, having stolen an antique rosebush in a one-gallon pot in order to beautify her woody little shade den...but I keep thinking of Arliss' fascination with the process---ditto Rock Star...plus, he's a cat...
All three, plus Dottie, were lying around watching me while I replanted the poor little green things and lamented their cruel abuse, so I will watch and see if it happens again, I guess...
I can't believe I was worried about the horses...

2 comments:

Chisum said...

All your animals are nerds.

romanreb said...

You ought to meet my children.

Oh, wait! Never mind.