the squirrels won (this time)

If Santa's Dog ever brings Josephine a bird feeder in the future, I think he might need to stick around and guard the thing...

Sammie did it.

And check out the impact he's had on our rain barrel out front; I've even caught him moving aside the rock and getting a drink.

Anyone remembering the issues we had with the blasted creatures in our attic (and their MITES-- oh great heavens those cursed mites!!!) will know that squirrels and I have already completely fallen out.  At this point, no one should be terribly surprised if they find me with my dad's slingshot having a go at dear old Sammie.