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She’s definitely back.

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The husband and I were chilling in the man cave a few weeks ago…

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When I noticed something on the floor…

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Knowing that he used that color insulation to block off the sliding barn doors during transformation, we investigated outside…

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And found proof that my nemesis is back.

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That little red bitch of a squirrel was back… and building (yet another) nest.

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A few pokes of the broom handle later…

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And down it came.

That’s the fourth nest in a year and a half. Two in the house, two in the barn.

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She’s persistent, I’ll give her that. But she’s also too damned destructive to let move back in.

Been there, done that. Still trying to fix the damage.

😡

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Chew this, not that.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been exercising. Unfortunately, the part of his anatomy he’s strengthening are his teeth.

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Results of his daily work outs? My spider plants that are being nibbled down to nubs. Enter kitty wheat grass.

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Something healthy and less likely to cause his premature demise at the hands of an annoyed human.

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Upon first introduction, he was not enthusiastic.

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But after the first chomp, he was hooked.

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Here’s hoping it’s tastier than my houseplants.

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