Here's the little cutey-pie who had mistakenly thought that C was his private chef:
Isn't he darling?!! C just takes the traps a few miles away and lets these kids go.......hopefully not to return.
Here's the bonus that we also caught last night:
separate trap, but not more than three feet away! We both hate squirrels (Barker loves them and has actually caught one on the fly!) and living in such a wooded area, we have our fair share.
C also loves to feed the ducks, and during the winter and spring, the migrating Canada Geese drop by for a snack:
I counted 36 this morning! Enough already!!!
I had hoped to show you pictures of completed pieces tonight, but alas the kitchen designer came (we have plans!!), the contractor dropped in, and I had to spend a few hours in town working out at the gym and running errands. Maybe tomorrow!
Hope you've had a great day!
PEACE
3 comments:
Raccoons look cute but we had a full grown one in our garage once and when he hissed at me I was scared. He looked dangerous. Lucky birds in your yard! Lucky you with a cooking husband.
I agree with Joyce, lucky you with a cook in the house. Bertil doesn't even make breakfast, and if he does he only makes to him self!!!!!!
His excuse for not making any for me is:
"I don't know what you want to have."
Funny, how can I always know what he wants?
Well there's no idea to waist energy on getting angry.
As my Mom would have said:
"You made your own choice when you choose to marry him."So true!
There's also a saying that goes like this:
"The fiancé doesn't know the husband/spouse."
And that's also very true =)
He's good in many other things he does, so I just have to be thankful for that ;-)
Hugs/Kramar
I'll take squirrels over raccoons, anytime. You and the birds are lucky to have a resident cook.
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