Well, if you are a grasshopper from SW Kansas–I can’t even begin to tell you all the ways that I hate you (Thee).
Once again, you have deprived me of my delicious Rhubarb. You have eaten my chives, stripped the salvia, yarrow and Russian sage bare. You have eaten our crops and our trees. You have robbed me of my gardening joy.
Above are sedum and globe thistle that you have defiled.
What revenge do I reap upon you and your evil brethren? Early in the morning I catch you and put you in a coffee cup. I shake it vigorously several times to give you a headache. Sorry, not sorry. Then, after that……(cue horror music)………
…………I feed you to my quail!!!! How I enjoy watching you disappear down their little gullets. Sweet revenge.
This now brings us to the moral of the story: What is a problem for one, is nothing but juicy, goodness for another.