Since we foolishly left a mega feast of hazelnuts on our greenhouse tables overwinter, there appear to be some little critters who still think this area is a seed superstore and have been raiding our trays at night. It’s time to launch an aggressive counter attack, so I bring in the feline unit. Zazu almost immediately zeros in on an access point and goes into hunting mode. He literally started licking his paws like he was cleaning cutlery for dinner. I’m not sure which sounded more appetizing, the mice or the birds, as his keen attention oscillated from chirp to chirp. He seemed unphased by the fact that he’s never really been outside before. I’ve unleashed a killer.