Well, it turns out that Gauss was not eating my seedlings (see World's Worst Cat...). Several days ago I transplanted a bunch of petunias from a frozen lunch tray into Soho cups and moved them down the basement. When I went back to check on them two days later three of them had been eaten down to nubs. (And a few other things as well!) I'm positive Gauss hasn't been down there, so he is off the hook. I went ahead and moved everything but the tomatoes and dill upstairs and N is going to hang a light fixture in the downstairs bedroom for them.
I'm not really sure how to make it up to Gauss. I did splash his wanted picture all over the internet. Maybe a can of tuna?
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Poor Gauss. You'd better hope he doesn't sue you for defamation of character. But we can probably depend on cats' poor memories. Apologize to him for me too - I believed he was capable of such shenanigans.
ReplyDeleteHa, ha! Luckily I am a ruthless dictator with monopolistic control over the doors, the telephone, and - most importantly - the food and water supply! I don't think we'll have any trouble from him.
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