We also have an annoying group of garden pests - rabbits, deer and chickens. My roosters think that I grew tomatoes for them. They will be laughing all the way to the damn freezer, those greedy bastards. So will the hens if they don't start laying eggs soon. I do and do and do for you, and this is the thanks I get?!
At this point, I wish that I had a garden buddy, or pal, if you will. Someone to enjoy the harvest and processing with. Boiling and preserving pound after pound of beets and beans, shredding zucchini and making bread, attempting to make pickles - these are things that I have found annoying, rather than fun, since I kind of want to share the load with someone. Its like that story from way back when, "who will help me grow the wheat, who will help me harvest the wheat, who will help me make the bread, who will help me eat the bread...." Everyone eats but no one helps along the way. Or, in my household, who will help me waste the bread? Ooh ooh me! me! Hands flying up all over the place! I prepare this delicious culinary feast and then throw it away because someone left it out on the kitchen counter until it was moldy/spoiled/rotten.
Hey, thanks for your "help"! The raccoons nosing through the trash will die for that homemade parmesan onion bread and hand shaved coleslaw! Awesome use of my energy and time!
I guess the enjoyment is in the process, not the result. Unless you consider the other result of this summer's garden - an enviable tan and much improved muscle tone, which is very much enjoyed by yours truly! I think this is the first time in my 30 years that I've ever had the slightest hint of a muscle. Look out female gladiators!! -------- I still don't want to get in your way, actually. Also, your muscles are creepy and kind of gross.
In all seriousness, gardening is sort of like accounting (my other passion).....some people love it, and everyone else in the world thinks you are certifiably insane. These things are more similar than you would think. Accounting also produces great rewards that no one else appreciates. Accounting also is a task that you can painstakingly labor over for hours, and it appears that nothing got accomplished. You can create a beautiful harvest (budget/cash flow analysis), and it will get left out on the counter to rot (budget completely ignored and blown/stupid spending/billing decisions). I still really like both of these things. Accounting will pay my bills. Gardening is great mental therapy. Gardening produces way better tan.