For two days a rabbit has been terrorizing me and my tomatoes. Last night he nipped off half the plants, leaving them lying to wilt, yet left others onmolested. This was a power move designed to taunt and intimidate me. Let's see how he deals with the milk crate! Reminds of this ode:
Thou wretched hare,
Victorie is not wrested by battles in pairs.
Nay, warres are won by the long game.
How whilst thou reckon with thee milke crate?
Tomorrow, is a newe day, I surrender naught, O thou hare o' Hades.
Bridged via Hostr, view original on Nostr.
