This Means WAR!!
Dear Mr. Squirrel,
I have been more than patient, I think. I was willing to share my daisies because I still had some left, and I am generally one to live and let live. I realize squirrels have to eat too. However, enough is enough.
Don't try to deny it. I know you are guilty. I have seen you several times. You glance around nonchalantly thinking no one is looking. Then you sneak into the daisies and pull down the stems one by one with your little tree-rat paws and chew the flowers off of the tops: first the white petals one by one, and then the fluffy yellow center. You think I don't see you, but you are in clear view of my kitchen window. You sir, are a no-good, low-down, thieving rodent.
Today I managed to get photographic evidence of you caught red-handed (red-pawed?) in my daisy patch. I know, I know, it is not a very clear picture because you are a coward and you high tailed it up the maple tree as soon as you saw me coming with my camera.
But if you take a look inside of the red circle I have drawn on the photo below, I think you will clearly see that I have proof of your guilt.
What is worse, there is, as of today, an additional crime to report.
My morning glories have been growing and doing quite well as you can see here.
However, tonight I noticed THIS!!!!!! Someone has been DIGGING in my morning glory planters. SOMEONE HAS BEEN EATING MY MORNING GLORY SEEDLINGS!! And I think that someone is YOU!!!!
I am writing to inform you Mr. Squirrel, that this means war. My son owns a BB gun. Although he is strictly forbidden to use it against any birds and squirrels or any other living creature, I may decide to change my ruling on this matter if your rude behavior continues.
OK, all right, not really. I wouldn't really allow him to shoot you with a BB gun, even if you eat every single daisy and every single morning glory seedling that I have. I'm afraid I am just too soft in the heart (or is it head?) to permit that. I must tell you though, Mr. Squirrel, you are trying my patience.
I do want you to know that you can only push Daisy so far. If these attacks continue, you may force me to resort to drastic measures. I am considering hiring some special forces. The picture below may be you in the future.
........or perhaps this!!!
Be afraid, Mr. Squirrel. Be very afraid. You have been warned!!
Give my love to the family. Hope to see you at the neighborhood picnic. Don't forget you signed up to bring the peanut butter cookies this time!
Hugs and Kisses,
Daisy
I have been more than patient, I think. I was willing to share my daisies because I still had some left, and I am generally one to live and let live. I realize squirrels have to eat too. However, enough is enough.
Don't try to deny it. I know you are guilty. I have seen you several times. You glance around nonchalantly thinking no one is looking. Then you sneak into the daisies and pull down the stems one by one with your little tree-rat paws and chew the flowers off of the tops: first the white petals one by one, and then the fluffy yellow center. You think I don't see you, but you are in clear view of my kitchen window. You sir, are a no-good, low-down, thieving rodent.
Today I managed to get photographic evidence of you caught red-handed (red-pawed?) in my daisy patch. I know, I know, it is not a very clear picture because you are a coward and you high tailed it up the maple tree as soon as you saw me coming with my camera.
But if you take a look inside of the red circle I have drawn on the photo below, I think you will clearly see that I have proof of your guilt.
What is worse, there is, as of today, an additional crime to report.
My morning glories have been growing and doing quite well as you can see here.
However, tonight I noticed THIS!!!!!! Someone has been DIGGING in my morning glory planters. SOMEONE HAS BEEN EATING MY MORNING GLORY SEEDLINGS!! And I think that someone is YOU!!!!
I am writing to inform you Mr. Squirrel, that this means war. My son owns a BB gun. Although he is strictly forbidden to use it against any birds and squirrels or any other living creature, I may decide to change my ruling on this matter if your rude behavior continues.OK, all right, not really. I wouldn't really allow him to shoot you with a BB gun, even if you eat every single daisy and every single morning glory seedling that I have. I'm afraid I am just too soft in the heart (or is it head?) to permit that. I must tell you though, Mr. Squirrel, you are trying my patience.
I do want you to know that you can only push Daisy so far. If these attacks continue, you may force me to resort to drastic measures. I am considering hiring some special forces. The picture below may be you in the future.
........or perhaps this!!!
Be afraid, Mr. Squirrel. Be very afraid. You have been warned!!Give my love to the family. Hope to see you at the neighborhood picnic. Don't forget you signed up to bring the peanut butter cookies this time!
Hugs and Kisses,
Daisy
