My Life is a Zoo

Not to be outdone by a Sharp Shinned Hawk, we have an extrovert of a squirrel who's taken roost in the ginormous cottonwood just behind the house. This is the same cottonwood that nearly caused our house to burn down after we found tent caterpillars in it.

Chipper, as we call him because he is very talkative and grumpy if we are on the deck, has become all too familiar with the deck, the furniture and the birds hanging about. Usually he makes some attempt at feigning fear of humans, but today he didn't even try.


Bastard tried to get into the house this afternoon.

We are going to have to have a talk.