The one tomato plant that is not currently surrounded by Cindy's anti-varmint panels is the bush tomato in the black bag.
So, of course, that's the one they are going after. When I went out behind the fence today, I found the remains of a big, luscious tomato on the ground.
As I went back into the house to get my camera, I found another half-eaten tomato on the stone wall.
I figured the critter would be back, so I sat and waited for him to emerge from the shrubbery. He eventually appeared in a convenient hole in the Plumbago, but wouldn't come all the way out while I was there, even though the tomato was waiting about two feet away.
Can you see him? He's there, watching.
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