It’s the time of year I get shouted at the most.
Hurray!
Spring has arrived, so Tbilisi’s gardeners are filling the parks’ flowerbeds with red woodchip mulch again.
Hurray!
Which means they shout at me when Manchee goes over to do his business on them.*
Yay!
The woodchips are to combat weeds by sucking up nitrogen.
(So, the reason weeds grow better than flowers is that weeds are nitro-powered, apparently.)
Dogs also go mad for those woodchips.
Visitors to Tbilisi in spring are often terrified of the stray dogs at first, because the dogs walk around stained in red, like they’re paid-up members of the sinister Blood City cult.
But they’re not. They just like to sleep on the red woodchips and the colour rubs off.
You see? There’s a rational explanation for everything.
Even for the plague of rats terrorising Hawkinge-By-Hythe, after a powerful witch promises revenge…
Find out what it is in The Phoenix right here!
Chat soon,
Morgan
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*Doing his business on the woodchips, not on the gardeners.
He’s a good boy.
