Tag Archives: humor

Critter central.

 

Woodchucks are still being tormented by starlings.

 

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And are sometimes drastically outnumbered.

 

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Deer and fox happily dine together.

 

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Squirrel keeps an eye on deer.

 

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But calls in back up.

 

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Until another fox shows up.

 

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Who is so chill he lays down and eats like a Roman.

 

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How chill?

He even smiles for the camera.

 

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Deer, fox and squirrels depart, woodchucks return.

 

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It’s the circle of life.

Otherwise known as an average afternoon in our backyard.

*note – these pictures were taken before the drought turned our lawn a lovely shade of brown*

Everyone wants a seat at the table.

 

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This little female Baltimore Oriole for example.

 

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She sat there for 15 minutes or so…..

 

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Waiting in vane for dinner to be served.

 

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Then there’s my  sworn enemy  little  rat bastard  red squirrel.

 

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We may have evicted them from their corner post home…..

 

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But it hasn’t stopped their daily visits.

 

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And raids on the deer bound apple slices.

Turn your back if you want you pesky varmint…. we both know what you’re up to.

Pandemic humor.

 

Because someone has to laugh, and it might as well be you.

 

 

Ya gotta love Madison Avenue….

Simple ads are always the best.

 

 

As was I.

So where is it?

 

 

I don’t have any personal experience with this, but I can see their point.

 

 

Well those don’t look at all bunion friendly.

 

 

Now why didn’t I think of that?

 

 

As good an explanation as any.

 

 

Because cleanliness is so important.

I love my town!

 

Where else can you go shopping and be greeted by a chicken?

 

 

Although what this poor devil did to be locked up in a rubber prison I don’t know.

 

 

Where else can you go to find a library that sets up a walking story time for kids?

 

 

Where else can you get alerts about runaway goats?

 

 

And offers of free hay?

 

 

The same place that airs their poopy grievances on Facebook, that’s where.

 

 

I love my town!!

Odd products.

 

Because sometimes you have to look twice.

 

 

To me, this looks like strips of wet, tie dyed paper and as such… not the least bit appetizing.

 

 

Oh, it’s a healthy vegetable?

Well that explains it.

I’ll try it as soon as I finish my pile of kale.

 

 

Hundreds of customers are rarely wrong, but while I like a good massage as much as the next girl?

I’m not using something that looks like my great grandfather’s ballsack.

Just…. no.

This last product isn’t necessarily odd, but it did make me wonder.

 

 

Have I been using nail polish made from rendered beef fat all these years?

 

He shouldn’t be happy, but he was.

 

He shouldn’t be happy we had high winds that brought down part of our choke cherry tree two nights ago.

 

 

He shouldn’t be happy.

 

 

But you know he was.

 

 

Because as soon as the sun came up?

 

 

He was out there.

 

 

Trimming weight.

 

 

Anxious for the fun to begin.

 

 

Ready!

 

 

 

You know he’s been itching to cut something down.

 

 

So he was one happy camper.

 

 

It had to be done, but when he started eyeing the rest of the tree?

I threw myself in front of it to save the poor thing from total annihilation.

 

 

Random critters.

 

I was finally able to grab a few pictures of our resident buck.

 

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Which is getting harder to do as the summer wears on.

 

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But this father son shot was pretty sweet.

 

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Junior’s antlers are growing.

 

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And it always makes me wonder what the felt feels like.

 

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Naturally there are woodchuck photos.

 

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And some close ups.

 

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We have one lone chipmunk this year.

 

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And yes, those pesky red squirrel babies are still here.

 

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Using our deck railing as a cafeteria.

 

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As well as a toilet.

 

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Yes, I’m talking to you.

Clearly your mother didn’t tell you not to shit where you eat.

Bad form. Very bad…..

 

 

Apparently, I’m a chain.

 

I’m loathe to admit it, but the other day?

I Googled the name of my blog to see what would pop up.

Ironically, my blog didn’t… but I discovered something just as interesting.

 

 

I’m a chain of stores in Saudi Arabia.

 

 

Who knew?

 

 

So if you find yourself with extra time on your hands the next time you’re in Riyadh…

 

 

Stop by and say hello.

 

And let me know if it’s worth suing over name rights.

P. S. …. Don’t forget to bring me back a chicken print burka.