I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE rosemary. I grew some from seed this year, and hope I can pot some up and keep it alive for the winter. Wish we could grow it year round outside here. Troublesome blossom.
Funny story. Growing up, we had a cat that was an awesome hunter. He'd often bring home treats for us: mice, voles, frogs, snakes, chipmunks, rabbits... When I slept out in the tent, he'd come crying to the tent flap about every hour with that muffled meow that says, "let me in, I've got a treat for you". He obviously didn't want me to go hungry at night! Well, one day, he brought a critter into the house. We had no idea what it was. My mom took it away from him. It was still alive, but it was a baby, had no hair, eyes still closed. So... maternal instincts kicked in. She grabbed a doll bottle, and fed the thing with canned milk. It eventually grew big enough to easily tell what it was. It was a...
grey squirrel. Boy did that little bugger have attitude. He'd start screaming when he wanted his bottle. And he'd scream even louder when he wanted OUT of his cage. He LOVED chocolate cake, especially if it had frosting! He pretty much had run of the house when he was weaned... till he started crawling into the ringer washer and chewing the buttons off my dad's shirts. He'd hide them here and there. When he started chewing electrical cords, he made a one way trip to a local game farm.