Yesterday I saw a squirrel fall out of a tree.
The thud he made when he landed froze me in place.
I stared at the little furry thing laying there.
Willing him to Get Up.
Then he did.
And with a pissed-off bark at the squirrel who pushed him out of the tree...
they were fighting, you see...
the non-victor shook himself off and hightailed it for a different tree.
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Between the birds and the squirrels it's sometimes like WWIII in our backyard. And then the neighborhood cats get involved. Luckily for everyone, the cats don't seem to like to climb very high in the trees.
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