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And after an unsuccessful attempt to recruit a ladybug to my aid, I was reduced to squishing them and muttering.
Meanwhile, because we are a sadistic couple, L. was a few feet away, torturing the snails (which have also invaded the garden).
Rolled over:
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Sliming his way off the hot rock:
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One fell in the pond:
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And impressed us both with his survival skills:
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Safe!
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And finally, I may have conquered the aphids, but now there is a mysterious sticky substance on the rose's leaves....
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I would say it is the blood of the aphids....but I can attest to the fact that that is green....
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