We had visitors to the pond a couple of nights ago. They came for my last fish, I guess. One of their friends had already eaten it, so they vandalized the garden. On the way down the tree, they knocked the hanging brass lanterns off. Then they figured out there were no more fish or water lilies, so they trashed the pond and knocked over pots. Still hungry and using St. Francis as a launch pad, they tried to eat the tail of the rubber snake that hangs in the bush to keep the cardinal from pecking the mirror. I'm having a difficult time thinking they're cute.
