Though gardening can be a solitary activity it’s rare that I’m alone in the dirt. Mr. Mischievous, aka the neighbor’s cat is always along on the journey.
Mouse finds it irresistible when I’m down on all fours in the garden. Apparently it’s equally irresistible causing trouble.
Kitty rolls at my feet, nibbles on the swaying grass and chases clods of dirt at the end of a weed. Unfortunately, he’s also a bit of a ‘bull in a china shop.’ Last week, while I had my back turned, he made himself comfortable on top of the City Picker. I’ve done plenty of reading on mulching tomatoes and cat mulch wasn’t on the list.
My fairy garden is under (re) construction after he sent the entire pot, heal over castors on to the deck. It gave us both quite the start, and sadly snapped off the tiny leg of my treasured Boomdeeadda deer. My husband worked his magic with a few drops of super glue, but that deer now looks askance when he sees Mouse headed his way.
This week I started a second miniature garden, tucked between a few plants at the base of our Magnolia tree. The garden is at ground level so nothing can fall and break. That’s not to say that a curious cat can’t wedge himself into the same tiny space, confident that the new little clearing is just for him.
Once he tires of making mischief, he’ll demand I pick him up. On several occasions, he simply climbs on my stooped back and curls himself in to a ball. It’s hard not to admire that level of confidence.
If you’re in the neighborhood and you see me down on all fours with a white kitty napping on my back, be sure to wave hello. More likely than not, Mr. Mischievous will trot out to the curb to say hello.
Be sure to check back for the Secret Garden debut later this week.