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September 06, 2008
Beasts
"Come on Mr. Squirrel, you want more, don't you?" Ben taunts.
The squirrel chirps angrily.
Ben tosses his head back and laughs. "I think my work is done for the day," he says, gleefully.
Our neighbors have a walnut tree just across the fence from our back patio. Two squirrels live there, picking walnuts and dropping them on the patio to break them open and extract the meat. They make a mess, then run down to grab their food and taunt the cats. It's loud and obnoxious, and when the nuts hit our grill it can be quite alarming.
Today, the squirrels crossed the line. Too much mess, too much noise. Too much taunting. Ben stepped outside. Turned on the hose. Let loose. When I started this entry, I thought he'd succeeded in fending off the rodents. But just now a dry squirrel - the companion to the wet beast he hit earlier - loped across our patio.
Ben headed out again. Reached for the hose.
"I guess my work isn't done," he said.
I guess not.
Posted by Courtney_Sherwood at September 6, 2008 05:57 PM