

Issi
Hi Lilith. I always had home grown flowers in the house as I previously had a large allotment and garden. Never used pesticides/ slug pellets. Didn't need to as I had a thriving bird colony, including a woodpecker and a flock of ring necked parakeets that grew and grew like Topsy, living in the park, plus hedgehogs, two married ducks and a thriving frog colony in my large pond who would all feast on the slugs, leatherjacks, etc. I have to say though, my attitude to slugs,mice etc was this was their habitat, I just turned up to the allotment to grow things, not slaughter the wildlife. I used to pass other plots on the way to my own, at certain times of the year, so many slugs pellets chucked around, it was like a blue carpet, heavens knows how much of it passed into the food chain, the growers bodies. I can't abide Lilies, they belong on a coffin, so that was never an issue, and none of the cats ever chewed the picked flowers, indeed, my sweet Cody would just wrap herself around the vase on a hot day to cool down. But..my hooligan has developed this weird habit of chewing everything in his old age, last time it was a fancy ribbon hanging from gifted bottle of wine. Yes..he threw that up too. As for his name, well, he reminded me of a large Buddha when he first arrived, the way he used to sit back on his bum on the sofa, big round tum, head back, like an old man in a seaside deckchair. My grandchildren wanted to call him Gandalf. My husband was having none of that, he hates those fantasy films, so we compromised, settled on Gandhi. Despite his antics, he really does have a very affectionate, laid back personality ..honest..Lilith wrote:Ooops, poor chap, hope he's feeling better now.
I've always known that it's impossible to try and grow pinks where there are cats, because the little horrors chew the foliage, but I've never seen or heard of a reaction like that before.
Errrm excuse my asking but why did you call him Gandhi? He doesn't exactly sound like a peaceful influence ...