Scat, cat! Get out of my garden!

What an amazing weekend it was for gardening! All that sun had me outside weeding and cleaning up pots broken in the storm.

I also ended up discovering my new garden nemesis: Cats.

It used to be squirrels, but two steaming piles of feline dung — discovered Sunday sitting right on top my favorite evergreen ornamental grass — made squirrels seem like my best friends.

Squirrels don’t CRAP in my yard, I’m pretty sure.

It was a revelation: Though we’ve lived in the house for more than three years, we never could figure out why occasionally we were greeted at our front door with the smell of poo. It was a most inhospitable experience for us, not to mention our poor guests.

I was desperate to put an end to it. I tried to lift the piles out of the beautiful ornamental, but I ended up ripping out the whole plant in disgust instead.

I replaced it with a serious snarl of annoying bird netting, perhaps my greatest ally in the fight against squirrel paws. I may put a large lavender there in the spring.

Animal manure, if you’re wondering, is not a recommend garden fertilizer.

I adore cats. I have two. But doesn’t any self-respecting cat cover its business? Why is this happening?

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