As soon as we in my community sense the danger of frost has passed, we don gloves, grab tools, and take to our yards.
Some plant gardens; others plant shrubs and flowers.
My house falls into the flower camp.
Recently, I labored over the planting of Snapdragons, Periwinkle, Geraniums, Dianthus, Begonia, Petunia, Hibiscus, and Mandevilla.
Mom says I have a “green thumb.” Plants seem to like me — and generally do well once I’ve placed them in soil or pots.
But the morning after my planting spree, I went outside to check on “the babies,” and what did I see but freshly dug holes in the soil! And what did I smell but the distinctive
scent stench of cat urine!
Now, my neighbor has cats — several of them — and they roam free, terrorizing baby bunnies and birds, while professing a fondness for my flower pots as their personal toilet.
Totally unacceptable, I’m telling you!
So I took to Twitter to find out how to repel them without hurting them. And one of my friends was kind enough to link me to a site showing that cats don’t like the smell of citrus.
Well, I busted out a fresh orange for lunch, ate the “meat,” chopped up the leftover peeling into small bits, and applied the pieces liberally to the surface of my pots.
(Okay, I can already hear you making fun of my planting — no, I did NOT use a ruler to put these Vincas equidistant in this square pot!! It’s a Virgo-thing, and honestly, it’s easier going with it than fighting the inclination!)
Thus far, the citrus seems to be working. Despite my intense scrutiny, I’ve not found any more freshly-dug holes in my flowers’ soil, and the odor of cat urine has dissipated.
Still, I’m reserving judgment until I know for sure. Because maybe it’s not cats after all, you know.
Maybe it’s squirrels.
I’ve tried to be kind. Patient, even. But I’m not taking this lying down — I didn’t do all that work so interlopers could come along and make a mess of things.
My next option is to spend the night on the front porch with a water gun, ha!