So the garden swells with the over growth of sweet potato vines, more leaves than fruit tomato plants, half eaten (by the neighbourhood deer) corn, and a few surprise cantaloupe.
Yeap, these city folks got some melons in 'em vegetable patch.
Then in a blink ( a few unguarded seconds) a war erupted between Elmer Fudd (wanna be) and the Melon Bandit.
At the rate the fortress is expanding, we should have a few boys from the National Guard stand next to the multi-layered defence erected around a few melons.
Here is the evidence, notice little teeth marks from chewing and carrying to Mommy.
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Oh yeah, the Melon Bandit is sooooo sorry.
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Yeah right .... I am so cute, I get away with everything ... so far.
(Cucumbers, melon, Victoria's favorite left shoe, every stuffed animal, phone book, piss on daddy's side of the bed.)
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