I always tell the story of leaving my house in DS one morning to go to work, after watering my tomatoes, petunias, hibiscus, roses and a whole porch covered with lush pot plants.
I came home that evening to...sticks. Literally. Pots of sticks. They ate everything down to the wood, plus they propped themselve up on my porch railings and ate the fronts off all my hanging baskets of petunias.
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I always tell the story of leaving my house in DS one morning to go to work, after watering my tomatoes, petunias, hibiscus, roses and a whole porch covered with lush pot plants.
I came home that evening to...sticks. Literally. Pots of sticks. They ate everything down to the wood, plus they propped themselve up on my porch railings and ate the fronts off all my hanging baskets of petunias.
It was not a good thing, let me tell you.
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