A comment was made a while back in reference to one of the birds that make my yard home. This particular bird- I discovered after much research is a hoopoe* WPG2 Plugin Not Validated *
Lately I have also been visited by a group of 5 parrots. * WPG2 Plugin Not Validated *They don’t seem to mind me much, as long as I just sit and watch them and don’t chase them!
All in all, I like my new yard buddies.
It’s a Dogs Life
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My “Exotic Squirrel” Boo Kitty 1997-2007
I met “Boo Kitty” about a year ago. We had the opportunity to get “up close and personal” on a couple of occasions when our families got together. I thought she was a rather exotic squirrel the morning that I saw her in my back yard in Florida. To my surprise, she jumped into my pool rather than climb the tree that all the other squirrels in my yard did when I chased them! Her momma had to get the net and fish her out. She stayed under the bed for a couple days after our meeting. I am sad to say that Boo Kitty passed away this morning. I will miss you my “Exotic squirrel”.
Awesome sniffing
Ever had one of “those” days?
It all started in the middle of the night- I needed to go potty, and since there is no doggy door in my new house, I just had to sit and wait on my “momma” to take me out- I just sat there staring at her until she got up to take me out. Once outside, I felt the cool breeze blowing in my beard, smelled the aromas of the night and yard. Everything seemed to be in order, so I did my business. However, before running back inside, to my delight I discovered a wonderful treat- the bunnies here leave presents in the yard- bunny poop! Of course I tasted, and my momma yelled at me to “get in the house!”
All seemed well until—–this morning… I was overwhelmed with the urge to throw up. But knew that I had better not do that in my momma’s bed (where I was still sleeping till 10AM) so I decided to lean over the edge and throw up on the carpet beside the bed. I felt better, but looked and now smelled considerably worse. My boys snitched on me and my momma whisked me away to the most dreadful place-the tub.
So things went from bad to worse. My boys told me I stunk, and my momma said, “enjoying those rabbit presents are we?” I didn’t find this at all humorous. They cleaned me up (and the mess I made), and now, here I sit clean and enjoying the sun beating down on me making me warm and dry. (this is the only part I like- sunbathing)
*Moral*
Don’t take presents from bunnies
or you will get a bath.