Well, the squirrel that bit the tops off my tulips has recently been eyeing my newly sprouted sweet peas. Over my dead body will he get them. Over my dead body.
Off to the garden store I went. Keep them growing strong and smelling bad was their advice.
$17 later I left the store with what amounts to a bag of old cow poop and a box of dried fox pee. There is something just so, so wrong with this.