herbiehancock

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 ...