Disclaimer: No animals were harmed in the making of this post.
I hope these bring a smile to your face.
My vegetable gardening skills are somewhat lacking, but I enjoy growing fruit. Our best crops are peaches, blueberries, and raspberries. That said, getting them onto the table can be a challenge. (Thank you, Adam, for not resisting that forbidden fruit.)
This year, a late spring frost depressed the peach crop. And then there's the annual fight against fungus, insects and squirrels. The squirrels are one of the most annoying. They wait until the crop is ripe, then strip trees and bushes bare.
This week, after picking blueberries regularly for the past month, I noticed a sudden cessation in ripe ones. Every day, there were only unripe ones. That's usually a sign of a squirrel assault, so my husband took action with a humane trap.
Winston (our 8 1/2 month old Australian Shepherd) wasn't sure what to make of this at first.
But hey, it looked suspiciously like a favorite playmate who squeaks when you squeeze him:
Puppies just wanna have fun.
I think he decided we'd gotten him a new toy.
I rescued the squirrel by loading him in the van and taking him to a park about 5 miles away (on the other side of the river so he won't easily come back). Afterward, I discovered he'd left me a few "gifts" (if you know what I mean) in the back of the van.
Methinks I should let Winston have the next one.