Until this morning.
As the dogs were eating my attention was once again caught by a grayish-white flash in the backyard floodlight. I stepped through the doorway and looked up into the tree. There, scurrying up the trunk, was a little flying squirrel.
This means the vermin that have already invaded our home have now called in air support. The Squirrel Threat Level remains at HIGH.
1 comment:
honey! why are they still after us?
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