Tree Rat!  Drats!

I noticed some small broken pecan branches in my flower bed on the way to church this morning and wondered if I had missed a storm.  When I returned from church, I heard the tell-tell bark and saw the culprit -- a squirrel had built a nest in the tree.  Some of the broken branches had fallen from the nest.  Squirrels, like mice, are cute, but I don't want them in my tree.  I don't want them raiding my pecans or ravaging my bird feeder and chasing the birds.  I wish I could climb to that nest and knock it down, but it's impossible without a tall ladder.  Dog-gone-it!  He tried to hide from me, but I found him and I told him that he had messed with the wrong tree.  I had four dogs and three cats and his babies wouldn't survive any more than the mockingbird babies did.  He's been warned.
Dave and I went to Mobile to watch Leroy play a couple baseball games.  On the way down, I saw a beautiful field of delicate purple flowers and made Dave turn around.  As we pulled over, Dave noticed this fox squirrel.  The funny thing is, a friend asked me last night if I had ever photographed a fox squirrel.  I'd never even personally seen one, let alone photographed one.  Then today, there she was.  I think it was a good omen.  Thanks Martin.
took a walk to the Cathedral today.  While passing through Bienville Square, I was accosted by several squirrels who were looking for a handout.  They're well fed in the spring and summer because a lot of people pick up peanuts and popcorn and take walks through there, but when it's cold only the homeless spend time on the park benches and usually have nothing to offer.  I hadn't stopped by the Peanut Shop and had no peanuts, but I did manage to take a picture of one curious creature.  It's not very clear, but my family voted to post this one.  It was either squirrels or trees ... I guess I'd vote for squirrels too.
Tree Rat! Drats!

I noticed some small broken pecan branches in my flower bed on the way to church this morning and wondered if I had missed a storm. When I returned from church, I heard the tell-tell bark and saw the culprit -- a squirrel had built a nest in the tree. Some of the broken branches had fallen from the nest. Squirrels, like mice, are cute, but I don't want them in my tree. I don't want them raiding my pecans or ravaging my bird feeder and chasing the birds. I wish I could climb to that nest and knock it down, but it's impossible without a tall ladder. Dog-gone-it! He tried to hide from me, but I found him and I told him that he had messed with the wrong tree. I had four dogs and three cats and his babies wouldn't survive any more than the mockingbird babies did. He's been warned.
Tree Rat!  Drats!

I noticed some small broken pecan branches in my flower bed on the way to church this morning and wondered if I had missed a storm.  When I returned from church, I heard the tell-tell bark and saw the culprit -- a squirrel had built a nest in the tree.  Some of the broken branches had fallen from the nest.  Squirrels, like mice, are cute, but I don't want them in my tree.  I don't want them raiding my pecans or ravaging my bird feeder and chasing the birds.  I wish I could climb to that nest and knock it down, but it's impossible without a tall ladder.  Dog-gone-it!  He tried to hide from me, but I found him and I told him that he had messed with the wrong tree.  I had four dogs and three cats and his babies wouldn't survive any more than the mockingbird babies did.  He's been warned.
Tree Rat! Drats!

I noticed some small broken pecan branches in my flower bed on the way to church this morning and wondered if I had missed a storm. When I returned from church, I heard the tell-tell bark and saw the culprit -- a squirrel had built a nest in the tree. Some of the broken branches had fallen from the nest. Squirrels, like mice, are cute, but I don't want them in my tree. I don't want them raiding my pecans or ravaging my bird feeder and chasing the birds. I wish I could climb to that nest and knock it down, but it's impossible without a tall ladder. Dog-gone-it! He tried to hide from me, but I found him and I told him that he had messed with the wrong tree. I had four dogs and three cats and his babies wouldn't survive any more than the mockingbird babies did. He's been warned.
See photo in original gallery.