We’ve had terrible luck with bulbs. Frost, squirrels, neglect, and other natural hazards killed most of our bulbs each year. We gave up trying. A few lonely tulips struggle on. Saturday I saw Cleo sniff and take a preliminary nibble on these petals. I shooed her away and snapped the picture before Cleo could finish it off. Apparently it didn’t meet Cleo’s exceptionally low edibility threshold. The tulip blooms yet.