The weather had been wonderful and joy of all joys the squirrels are back in the park after an absence of what seems like 87 gazillion days.
I venture to my spying location and look yonder for signs of those pesky tree rats.
Happy days I launch a mega bark fest. Now peeps is very tolerant but sometimes she says enough is enough and tries to coax me to stop. Hey no way am I listening to 'She Who Must Be
OK so first law in hunting any prey is make sure you are aware of your surrounding. At no time stomp off to capture dog running amok in the woods without looking where you are going. At no time thump heavy footed into stinging nettles and do not resort to using HBO words and blaming me for your stupidity. Also please note I did not force you to wear shorts or sandals. Her behaviour was truly shocking as she jumped up and down on the spot yelling and cussing like a fishmonger's wife......which reminds me..........
is nearly upon us. Keep your eyes peeled.
Have a marvellous Monday and mischief and meyhem is the name of the game.