I’m having an issue with my housemates. Warm weather is finally here and the bugs haven’t been too bad. We are actually experiencing rather dry conditions, which is shocking after the amount of snowfall we had earlier this year. The cooler nights have curtailed a lot of the insect nuisances but I resolutely have hung my magical “bug deterrent” above the sliding door. Don’t laugh, a baggie full of water and shiny pennies actually does work…or so I proclaim.
This door is flung wide and we inhabitants move with ease inside and out. Screens are not necessary and the air flows through from morning until night. There is “outside” furniture for lounging, and abundant water in the fountain. Alice and Skeedles need only their food bowls for a totally al fresco life-style.
My problem is the concept of “inside toys” and “outside toys;” it totally escapes them. Soft dog toys must be retrieved regularly from the deck and well gnawed bones are tossed from the living room out to the grass.
This problem recently played out in the post “Nuts to You” where Skeedles choice of outside toy was a live, and later dead, gray squirrel. I went into an in-depth discussion with her, explaining that beyond simple inside and outside toys, there are also inside critters vs. outside critters, and I get to decide who is who. She arched her back, squinted her eyes and smiled at me in total oblivion.
I regularly find birds in my loft office, they are usually an easy fix as they will attempt to fly out of a closed window so mere opening said portal will release them unharmed. The occasional dead mouse or mole is an offering, I know, toward her room and board payment. I only ask that she leave it somewhere less conspicuous than the bathmat.
Summer brings the outside inside in the form of warm breezes, scents and sounds. If I can figure out how to control the rest, it will be a great season!