I devise intricate, complicated strategies to keep him out – to the bemusement of the onlooking builders
Here is what the cat does: he waits until I have transplanted a row of seedlings into the fine tilth of the raised bed. Then, for good measure, he waits a few more days, until he is sure I’m satisfied that the seedlings are well established.
Then he goes out and shits in the middle of the row. And then, in a
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