Oh No, Not the PURPLE PANTY EASERS! Oh, Wait…

And here I thought I'd have noth­ing to blog today. I went out to the mail­box this after­noon and lo and behold, this month's homeowner's asso­ci­a­tion tabloid had been deliv­ered. Oh boy. Ya'll know how much I love get­ting the Des­per­ate House­wife Gazette. Every month there's some com­pletely use­less local busi­ness review or other sea­sonal non­sense, and every month I talk a big game about stag­ing a hos­tile takeover and throw­ing our editor/publisher/woman about town out on her Mom jean-​covered ass.

This month, on page 3...to the left of a photo of the Yard of the Month and directly above a half-​page ad for a mort­gage com­pany (yes, really)...we have this:

PURPLE PANSY EATERS!

I planted some great look­ing pan­sies last Fall - 12 flats in fact (12 X 18 = 216 flow­ers). They got big and beau­ti­ful with a little water and some mir­a­cle grow. I admired them every day when I went out to fetch my mail. Sud­denly one day I headed out to the mail box, looked over to admire my flow­ers and.......half of them were gone! AWOL! Per­plexed, because I do not know exactly where the pan­sies went or what could have pos­si­bly hap­pened to them, I do nothing.

The next day as I drive up to my house, there he was...Peter Rabbit! He was hap­pily munch­ing on the remain­der of my flow­ers right in front of me. If you do the math he should have gained sub­stan­tial weight after eating the blooms from 108 of my purple flowers!!!

Although Peter Rabbit is fuzzy, brown and cute, I am now mad as a hornet over my lost flow­ers! So I called the City of Allen Animal Con­trol who loaned me a cage and caught Peter Rabbit (who I then relo­cated in a field some miles away - so his diet of purple pan­sies has come to an abrupt halt - I imag­ine he is now enjoy­ing wild sun­flow­ers from the field instead.)

The fol­low­ing day I go out to get the mail and there's another Peter Rabbit having dinner.....yes on my pan­sies again! I've already returned the City's cage, so I went down to Home Depot and bought my own in an effort to rid myself of the little Purple Pansy eaters!!

The traps I found at Home Depot were Model #1089 for "RAC­COONS" (the smaller trap for squir­rels and rab­bits from Lowes for $30 weren't big enough for OUR RAB­BITS who have been din­ning on purple pan­sies). The cost of the cage is $44.99 and worth every penny!! It's also col­lapsi­ble, so you can put the cage away until the next round attacks us! After all Spring is also breed­ing time for rab­bits, so I think they'll be a new bunch back for the Purple Petu­nia buffet in my yard later this summer!

First off, I thought this arti­cle was incred­i­bly sexist. Why did she assume the pansy muncher was a boy? It could have just as easily been Taylor, Brit­ney, or Morgan Rabbit. Was the rabbit bald, with a goatee and a big, paunchy belly? If so, then I'd sus­pect it was a male from Texas. Sec­ondly, if some­thing is eaten...can it be con­sid­ered AWOL? If the pan­sies had asked per­mis­sion before being eaten, would that have been a case for an hon­or­able discharge?

Even better, on page 8 we have this:

SAFETY REMINDER!!! Per THE POLICE DEPART­MENT OF ALLEN
Garage Doors Open & Unattended!

It has been reported and sighted that there are home­own­ers leav­ing their home garage doors open and unat­tended. When you allow this to happen, your prop­erty is left wide open for CRIME to occur. Please remem­ber to always keep your garage door closed during the day or night if you are not in the garage or out­side the door, so you are able to keep a watch­ful eye on your belongings!

That's right...keep those garage doors shut or Peter Rabbit will come by and commit CRIME and EAT your vehicles!!!


No CO2 Was Emitted During the Blogging of This Post

While on my walk this morn­ing, I encoun­tered some Earth Day pro­pa­ganda in the form of sidewalk-​chalk pleas that I (and for that matter, anyone who walked in front of that house) reduce, reuse, and recy­cle. I also was advised to "b green" and "b aware".
O-kay.
I enjoy Earth Day...it's kind of like Easter


I Think the Technogods Are Trying to Tell Us Something

Capt. Uber­Hus­band lost our Kindle yes­ter­day. Oh, the irony.
At this rate, we're going to be back to lis­ten­ing to old-​timey seri­als on the radio by week's end.


Turn Off, Tune Out, Drop In

An odd chain of events has unfolded over the last week or so. First a study was released which alluded to a vague rela­tion­ship between Face­book and col­lege stu­dents having less than 3.5 GPAs. Then I read another arti­cle about how Twit­ter has the propen­sity to ruin rela­tion­ships, because gee...if you're busy tweeting