Tar and Abby

Monday, July 8, 2013

gnomes in pursuit of beer

In an attempt to make a dent in a population of earwigs I set out a saucer of beer.
Guess who showed up?

11 comments:

Bob Slatten said...

I'm a gnome too!

Who knew!

mrs.missalaineus said...

loves this!

xxalainaxx

poetlandia.com said...

Hysterical. What is it with gnomes and beer?

Mr.Mischief said...

They do need to unwind after a long day in the garden.

S'A said...

You treat them too well!

Elizabeth Rose Stanton said...

Heh heh. Party time for gnomes!

mistress maddie said...

I never knew this trick. I hate earwigs, or as they call them on the east coast,pitcher bugs. Memories of mom when I was little, opening the door in the am to let dogs out. Earwigs would fall out of door frame and scattered about sending I and neighbor kids into hysterics

mistress maddie said...

And what is in the saucer? Just beer?

the dogs' mother said...

Better than beer is a damp folded up newspaper.
Our paperboy used to throw the paper on the lawn. We'd open it up to read it and the damn earwigs would fall out!






the dogs' mother said...

Just beer but, so far, no earwigs... just drunk gnomes.

mistress maddie said...

Yes,I believe that about the newspaper. I would have died. They seem to like little spaces and nooks and cranies. Yuck.