When I got back, it was time to get down to business. I needed to attack a problem that has been plagueing the Waterloo Hennibaughs for the last 3-4 days. It's been raining constantly, so this has been the first chance I've had to solve this problem.
I noticed one evening (maybe Tuesday or Wednesday) that Karl came in from outside and seemed to be sloppily chewing pinkish purple bubblegum. He seemed so proud of himself. His mouth was oozing a pinkish purple creamy foam and he was also tracking in the substance on his huge paws. It took me a bit to figure this out...but Karl had discovered what I have started calling "Karl's Berry Delight." Interestingly, Murphy seemed to have no interest, but Karl was obsessed. He just couldn't get enough berries. He didn't need Cool Whip and he wasn't interested in a pie--raw berries seem to be the bee's knees of Karl.
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| Delicious and tasty mystery berries--they are sort of pretty. |
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| Mystery berry plant is at the far back of this huge mess. |
A very large bush/weed/overgrown shrub in our backyard had begun to sprout berries. Apparently delicious berries. There berries may have been coming from an overgrown rhubarb plant (is that possible?). If Karl wants to eat things in the backyard that I am not planning to eat (like those tomatoes from last year's garden) and they won't make him sick, I have no problem. However, Karl's Berry Delight was creating a big challenge for me upon Karl's entry into the house. I had already cleaned up several huge pink messes. I had to get the carpet cleaner out to correct the tie-dyed pinkish spots Karl had created on the carpet. In addition, Karl seemed to be attempting to dye himself pink, especially his face and his big paws. It was time to attack this head-on.
So I did. I took my rusty old hedge trimmers and started chopping. Here are the after photos:
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| I was a stained disaster. |
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| Bye Bye Berry Delight |
As you can see, this project was a mess. I ended up with purplish-pink hands, feeet, and pants. If you are wondering why I didn't wear shoes, I did wear shoes. I wore my generic Crocs gardening shoes and my feet are somehow still stained. At the end, you can see that I have somewhat demolished Karl's Berry Delight.
One sad moment though...for several days, Karl has been sitting by the backdoor waiting to be let out so he could eat berries. After my "project," I let him out and he enthusiastically ran to visit his treasure. He checked it out for a moment, looked at me, looked back at his treasure, and then walked away with his head down. I almost felt bad for the poor guy. Sorry, Karl. No more berry delight for you.
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