The Sad Fate of Winter Salads

Our winter greens are… virtually non-existent.  The transplanted kale is hanging in there, but rats in the big greenhouse have developed a taste for micro-greens.  Nibbling up our heirloom lettuces and arugula, they were making themselves right at home.  I trapped a few, but that was small potatoes.

            Aha!  There’s a permaculture principle about letting animals do the work they are suited for.  Cats are suited for eating rodents.  So I left the greenhouse door open for Twinkletoes to come and go as she pleased.

            Well, she did come.  The greenhouse is a great place to hunt rats on a rainy night.  Full of loose, dry soil, it’s also a great place for a cat to… go.  Now my remaining lettuces are garnished with Twinkletoes turds.  It’s back to trapping, I guess.