![]() ![]() I was worried about Osgoode ( we hadn't seen him for a while) as they have been stealing his peanuts and making a general nuisance of themselves, chasing away the songbirds and acting in general like thugs. ![]() Last Sunday, I went out into the garden early with Willoughby who was having an attack of "garbage tummy" and didn't notice our little friend up in the spruce tree. After Willoughby went inside to lie down, I sat in a chair to enjoy the quiet. ![]() ![]() He didn't stop until I gave him his peanut breakfast. Since then, he's been coming out, scolding at the top of his little lungs until I deliver the required peanuts. The crows are not amused! ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Smart little dude! He's got you well trained. ![]() |
Haha! I want to see a picture of him shaking his little fist at you demanding those nuts ![]() |
Phew, I'm glad Osgoode is safe ![]() |
![]() ![]() My nieghbour also watches Osgoode who keeps part of his larder in the big tree behind our properties. ![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Willoughby tells me that the neighbour squirrel is named Harwood! Imagine that! ![]() |
I'm thinking Willoughby is such a smart boy to understand "squirrel talk" and just think I was thinking it was you who had gone "squirrelly". Nyuck Nyuck
Marianne |
![]() ![]() ![]() I told Willoughby: he yawned and said that the new guy is Linwood and he's moving into the neighbourhood: somthing to do with peanuts!!! ![]() |
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