Daffodil Days

I’m pretty sure that next door’s cat has taken a vested interest in our daffodil trough. It certainly likes to wander over and have a good claw around through the soil in our garden, which leaves quite a mess over our block paving. It doesn’t do much good for the plants inside either. It’s as if it’s decided that our daffodils aren’t allowed to better than the ones in its front garden. Unless it’s been eating every petal and I was lucky enough to snap the last one before it got digested. It could be convinced that there’s a tasty morsel underneath all the plastic which is preventing the other plants from germinating. It might even be how the mice have been making their way into the house since the cat isn’t getting any slimmer. But it’s certainly not burying anything since it's doing a very poor job of putting all the soil back.