It has been a wet weekend here in cottage country.
We've had a mouse or two trying to eat their way into our flooring. This is on our 2nd floor balcony. They have chewed through the walls. Pretty successful, I might add. I have to figure out how to block it. Ms. Handyperson *NOT*.
I can see the leaf nests the squirrels have built in the trees. They dance through the branches, jumping from branch to branch with grace and skill that only a tree rat can posess.
The raccoons are visiting the bird feeders every night, stuffing themselves for the long winter nights. Eventually they will disappear. Meantime, I can see their footprints in the snow. I caught them on the deck in the dark. The cats were most perturbed and raced upstairs to try and let me know that they needed to get outdoors to defend their property.
I caught them on video one night. Silly things! Two had a fight on the railing. The next day the bird feeder was no where to be seen! I love living in the country! Every day is different.
Rain, snow, sleet, and hail.
Me-noo-fifty-eight; there's a kakkul fur ya!
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