After the rain moved off to the east, a cool front blew in from out of the northwest and dropped the temperature by 20 degrees or so.
Walking this morning was blissful. The first lap we always let the dogs amble. As we walked up the road in front of the house, something fell within inches of my head and hit the asphalt with a WHACK!
I stopped in my tracks and looked down. It was a squirrel bomb. When I look up toward the top of the pine I saw a squirrel wagging its tail at me and gibbering. If I could translate the gibberish, I'm pretty sure the little fuzzy critter would be saying some unkind things about me and my heritage.
I shook my finger at the squirrel as he munched on a cone preparing his next bomb.
Lucky the varmint's aim was poor.
ReplyDeleteThose little furry creatures are smart. Better be on your guard for the next drop.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Julia
HAHAHA they can be playfully dangerous, the fuzzy tail rats. But I like 'em, to watch and also mama made a great squirrel gravy.
ReplyDeleteSherry & jack
Man injured by squirrel..not a good way to let the doctors know if that nut hit your head. That squirrel knew many dirty words
ReplyDeleteYou are lucky he missed. I'll bet a smack with a green pine cone would hurt.
ReplyDeleteThis made me laugh
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