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I don’t think I will ever look at a grey squirrel the same way again.
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Seriously?
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Damn it.
Now every time I see one I’m going to be checking for missing testicles ….
And that’s just wrong.
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For whom the ball tolls.
Tag Archives: animals
News you can’t use.
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A few useless headlines from my news feed, just because.
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Help me out here Florida people. Does this really happen? And if so, why are you not posting pictures! Random lizards falling from the sky should rate a blog now and then.
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It’s official… even the Queen is feeling the pinch of inflation. Keep your eye on eBay, there might be some nice jewelry up for bid soon.
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Most excellent. Here’s hoping they let Willow roam the halls of Congress and poop in Ted Cruz’s briefcase.
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Are we?
I’m not, but if you are … please share. I’ve heard it’s called the God molecule and people experience death when tripping. That doesn’t sound like my idea of a good time, but to each their own.
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Sonoran desert toad is not impressed.
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Two’s company, three’s a crowd.
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Three grey squirrels were braving the elements for a nosh during our last snow storm.
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This fellow was first to the tray feeder, scrambling up the pole and settling in to munch.
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Squirrel number two had a harder time with the slippery pole….
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But after a few comical attempts… made it to the tray of treats.
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Squirrel #1 was not happy to share and a major scuffle broke out, but it was over quickly and a truce was called.
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All was well until squirrel #3 showed up.
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He climbed the pole 4 times and was booted off in no uncertain terms.
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Two is company… and apparently three is one squirrel too many.
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Strange but wonderful.
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I bought an interesting desk calendar for the New Year last week.
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It’s filled with bizarre facts about animals you didn’t need to know, but now will.. because I’m going to share all the weirdest.
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Buttered popcorn scented musk glands?
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That qualifies as weird in my book. And since I’d never heard of this creature I wasn’t going to take their drawing as proof…
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But you have to admit..
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They nailed it.
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Squirrelly goodness
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Since this morning’s post was about death and ridding our property of an unwanted visitor (sayonara Mr. Rat!)…. let’s pivot to some welcome visitors this afternoon.
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Lots of people dislike grey squirrels as they raid bird feeders and eat most of the seed.
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But at Casa River we applaud their bravery at crossing the wide open expanse of back lawn and let them enjoy the buffet.
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Caution is key as there are numerous birds of prey patrolling the neighborhood.
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Greys are ever vigilant.
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But once the coast is clear?
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Squirrelly smiles.
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With a nod to James Cagney.
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In response to the recent rat sighting at Casa River, steps have been taken.
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While I will never use poison on our property, this was recommended to me as an alternative.
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While killing any creature is not a pleasant thought, I’ve seen what happens when rats are given free reign and it’s not pretty. This products interacts with the strange digestive hairs rats and mice possess and blocks thirst receptors. Basically it tells the animals not to drink and they dehydrate. A State animal control officer assured me this will not harm birds of prey or mammals if they happen to eat the dead mice/rats.
So with a nod to Jimmy Cagney …
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Bye bye rat.
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Jabba Jr. checking in.
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I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. This year’s squirrels are absolute porkers!
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Check out this Jabba the Hutt wannabe hanging out on our driveway the other day.
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That’s some seriously impressive girth.
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And as a friend commented on my Facebook page…
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Chonk
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It’s looks like I’m not the only one laying on some winter poundage.
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I don’t know why, but this year?
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Our backyard squirrels are positive porkers .
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Look at this guy…
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If that’s not the definition of chonk…
I don’t know what is.
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Of porcupines and bloggers who attempt to copy their look.
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I often cruise the Facebook page of the wilderness rehab where we donated apples. They do wonderful work with wounded animals, and I like to check on the progress of the little guys we saw on our visit. This time I stumbled across a photo of ‘Pinky’ enjoying the fruit from our trees.
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Now that makes my heart swell.
And speaking of swelling…
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Today’s acupuncture treatment found 19 pins in my injured knee… and I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I say my pain has decreased by a good 30% since starting this prickly journey.
Looking like a porcupine twice a week?
That’s just an added bonus.
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Sharing the bounty.
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I’ve eaten apples.
I’ve baked with apples.
I’ve given apples to friends, to neighbors, to a pig, to workers and to strangers.
The deer have eaten apples. The raccoons have eaten apples. Even the fox have eaten apples.
And yet…
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We’re still loaded with fruit. There was only one thing left to do.
Gather up enough to fill the trunk of our car and take them to a wildlife rehabilitation shelter in the neighboring town.
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Oh. My. God.
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I fell in love a dozen times over.
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And my heart broke a dozen times as well.
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Abused animals. Sick animals. Animals that had been hit with a car on purpose.
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How can people be so cruel.
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If you’ve ever looked into a porcupine’s eyes and heard his little squee ( it sounds just like a baby)…. you know what I’m talking about.
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More marshmallow please.
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Seeing these little guys chow down on our apples?
Almost brought me to tears.
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