I’m telling you, that dog is the bane of my garden’s existence.
I planted a few bulbs this weekend. Not too many; I bought a few because I’d never done bulbs before, and I wasn’t even sure whether it was too late in the season to plant them. But I’d noticed that a hyacinth I’d bought at Trader Joe’s last year and planted in the garden when it died was up and blooming, so I figured, what the hey?
I planted 3 hyacinths and probably about 6 ranunculus. (Ranunculi?) Caesar was out with me while I was planting, messing around and generally being a pain in the ass. Mostly, he just stole the bag I had the bulbs in and ran around like a maniac.
Jump cut to yesterday afternoon. I was out puttering around when I saw something… unusual. And, as I came closer to investigate, I sucked in my breath because…
bulb carnage
You may notice, my friends, as I did, that there are a few bulbs here that are not in their rightful place. You may notice, as I did, that ALL the hyacinth bulbs I planted were neatly dug up and gingerly placed on the sidewalk. What the hell? Who is this dog?
I mean, what on earth? First, he found all the bulbs without digging any extraneous holes. He knew exactly where they were. Probably not a dog brain surgeon, considering I had just planted them and the dirt was freshly turned. But STILL. And then, he doesn’t chew the bulbs, he doesn’t throw them around and chase them and bang the crap out of them, he simply leaves them on the patio. As if to say, “Here you go, gardening lady, why don’t you replant them? They’re still good! No damage done! And when you replant them, I will dig them up again!” (Evil dog laughter here.)
Here’s the saddest picture of all, a vision of what could have been:
See that beautiful hyacinth blooming in the garden? Lovely. See that bare, sad, helpless bulb laying in the dirt? What could have been…
We had company this afternoon– in fact, they arrived as I was discovering the carnage– so I didn’t get a chance to replant. Ah, yes, I will replant. I have not lost hope. I will replant as long as I have to to give those flowers a chance.
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Aw man! But I take an optimistic view of this dog’s mind. I think he was like, “Hey, you know that stuff you covered with dirt and forgot outside? I didn’t want you to lose your bulb thingies so I retrieved them for you because I am Wonder Dog. You’re welcome!”
I’ve read you can put a lil cayenne pepper over them to keep squirrels away. May help with dogs?