Plant Growth
Well, bitch about something and have to deal with the situation all over again.
Last night I was pottering about the back porch late at night when I heard a kitten mewing. I thought it was either coming from the garden shed or the stack of pots beside the shed. I grabbed a torch and went looking.
Nope. Not in the garden shed. Not among the pots either. Then I shine the torch light downwards.
Kitten. Newly born.
!@#$%^&*
I put it in a box with newspapers and leave it in the garden shed with the door open. It didn't survive the night unfortunately.
It's fertilizer now.
3 comments:
poor kitty.
*lols at the last sentence*
HUH!... poor kitty!
Yeh.... poor kitty....
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