At 07:22 PM 5/4/2012, Rocket J Squirrel wrote:
>sheltered in a Just Kampers cover all winter long and I had a bowl of
>mothballs inside to dissuade mousies. Can't say whether it worked but

Just out of curiosity, how big a bowl, and how long did it take to
collect them?  My late and greatly lamented Tucker used to bring home
hawk moths for my amazement and delight (he brought home quite a
number of different critters for me to watch him play with, including
the one that instigated my second set of rabies shots; but the hawk
moths and the yellow jacket were the only ones he actually
ate).*  They were amazingly hefty, kind of like winged cigarillos,
but still...***

*The Mellow Yellow Immemorial asterisk**

**My more recent and equally greatly missed Shadow was also a mighty
hunter, but his speciality was...wait for it...night
crawlers.  Cracked me up to watch him poised at the edge of the
garden, every nerve on edge...poor little bugger got killed last May
and I only just got up the spit to get Jade a month or two ago.  So
far she hunts feathers-on-a-string and the food in her dish.  It's a
special dish that looks like a flying saucer with holes around the
rim -- she has to reach into and snag the food.  She seems to enjoy
it.  Shadow's reaction was to stare mournfully at it until I fed him
properly.  Sweetest cat in the universe, but not the brightest (c.f.
earthworms).

***and if anyone is planning to jump on this, kindly do it in private
correspondence thank you very much.  The mod asked me to ask you.  He
asked me not to play silly buggers in the first place, but I found I
couldn't oblige.  Sometimes I'm a b-a-a-d pussycat.

Yours,
Endnote, I mean David