The past three days I have lost half of my green tomatoes and a whole limb of one of my plants.
They are not scared of my screaming and shooing. They are not deterred by the fox urine I have been sprinkling around the perimeter of the garden. It's as if they don't even notice the 3' tall marigolds that surround my plants.
I'm declaring war.
My first move is cayenne pepper.
My second move is pulling the one tomato in a pot out into the open. Maybe without the help of the garage wall to shimmy up, their little arms won't reach.
I'm not sure what my next moves will be. But it's on.
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