In the midst of today’s tornado watch, I was debating whether we should journey up Talcott Mountain for Tyler’s afternoon program. As the skies were still blue and clear, I decided to look to the dog for any signs of erratic behavior. This is the same dog, mind you, who sleeps on her back with all four paws bicycling the air, chasing squirrels in her sleep. Not the most reliable source, but way more fun than the NWS.
Our Animal Kingdom
The hood has been invaded by an obnoxious new neighbor.
He keeps us up all night, eats small rodents headfirst, does this creepy thing with his neck and asks entirely too many questions.
“Get your crazy ass back inside!”
These very well could’ve been my last words to my husband, who feels the need to photograph any and all wildlife that traverses through our property. My friends from the city might think our latest visitor pretty cool, until their first trip to the swing set armed with a 44 caliber rifle. Niiiiice bear.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz…
