I refuse to work this weekend. The dogs and I are committed to two days of sloth. We intend to nestle down in a comfy chair after awhile and watch retro-television, read, and maybe work on a little family history.
First on their agenda was a war of the wills with the resident squirrel. He/she was frolicking below the deck this morning, teasing them.
He/she thinks he/she is clever and cute.
I think this is the lady friend. Our normal tormentor is larger. I have a sinking feeling that I will be dealing with a whole family group in a few months.
Gotta run. RTN has added Wagon Train to the weekend lineup. Wagons, ho!
LSW
2 comments:
You gotta get a squirrel feeder and a sack of deer corn! If she's expecting, we wouldn't want her to be hungry! Can't have skinny squirrels running around your place, what would the neighbors say?!?
Ah, but I do. A couple of weeks ago I picked up a big sack of squirrel food and resurrected two old bird feeders and set up a squirrel feed station in the front yard. They've cleaned it out in no time flat and I haven't had a chance to get back to the store, so they've returned to the bird feeders. I think they enjoy tormenting the dogs as much as they enjoy robbing the bird food.
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