Nasty little Bastards!

Ok. So I’ve talked about being a farm wife. I’ve talked about gardening. I will be talking about preserving. I will be talking about preparedness.

RIGHT NOW, I’m going to talk about “preserving” my “garden.” I’m going to talk about “preparing” to SLAUGHTER these nasty little bastards that have invaded my beautiful garden! (FYI, there are only two things I REFUSE to do at the farm. One is carcass disposal. I don’t care how the critter died, or where, that is my Hubs’ job. It said so in our wedding vows! lol The second is dealing with ‘mater worms! Just so you know.)

Do you see them? Do you? Do you really see them? I HATE TOMATO WORMS!! They creep me out on level I can’t even begin to explain. Yes, I realize they are just caterpillars! But these little creeps lurk on limbs on my plants, hiding out like Jesse James. Sneaky! And it never fails that I reach for a ‘mater, and WHAM! there’s one just waitin’ for me!

I’m gagging!

I’m freaking out!

I’m yelling obscenity's I can not repeat!

Look at those beauties! Currently they are about the size of SOFTBALLS!

Roma’s for salsa! ohhhhh baby!!

But do you see what those nasty little bastards have done to my beautiful ‘mater?? Do you see?

They are munchin’ away on my gems. They having breakfast, lunch and dinner on the leaves. You can see above that they about eaten ALL of the leaves OFF!!

Ok. Gotta go! Creeped out or not, they die tonight. “Hold on chickies, momma’s got a plump juicy snack for you!!”

Love from the Tomato-worm-killin’ Farm Wife