I quit

[desperance]

I've really loved growing chillies, these last few years - but with these cats in the house, I guess there's just no point trying. They've just trashed an entire windowsill's-worth, five full plants. Taken in conjunction with all the earlier damage, it's going to leave me with effectively no harvest this year, and a whole heap of resentment. Plus a staircase strewn with compost, which I ought to deal with but I'm too depressed to face dragging the hoover round at this time of night.

I should probably not try again with the chillies next year. But fuck, I'm going to miss them.

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One of my cats tried swinging on a hanging pot. Once.