When we first moved into our house we were entertained by all of the wildlife that seemed to be inhabiting our neighborhood. We've seen a family of deer, an armadillo, raccoons, cardinals, red tailed hawks, and even a coyote in our yard, but we were really amazed at the amount of squirrels that would be in our yard at any given time. We'd watch them run from tree to tree, jump, climb up to our back porch, & attempt to eat the bird food out of the bird feeder.
It was all good until this year....
When they decided to dig holes in our lawn & make a mess out of our flowerpots.
Today I caught him....her...whatever it be....in the act, so I kicked the door to scare it away. It ran down the steps & stopped on our sidewalk & looked up to see if it the coast was clear for it's safe return.
So, it proceeds back up the steps & looks at me inside the door to let me know how unhappy it was I interrupted it's mealtime madness in my flowerpots!
I kicked the door again & this time it knew I wasn't going away, so it scurried back down the steps & away...until tomorrow when, if I'm lucky, I'll catch it again before it dumps the dirt back onto my porch.
1 comment:
A little too close for comfort. I remember a squirrel in our house growing up (I think it had fallen down the chimney) and we had to make a path with couch cushions and such to the door so it could get out. Cool as a kid, but I wouldn't want to do that now!
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