I saw how the squirrels are getting around the anti-squirrel baffle I have on my bird feeder rig. I looked out the window just in time to see one of those little rodent pricks simply jump over it. I had been trying to imagine some complicated method they were using to thwart my defenses and it was just an athletic little sucker jumping really high. Asshole.
I went outside and raised it up quite a bit. Hopefully that will be enough. We’ll see.
I filled the bird feeders this morning before I started work. Look at me just ringing that dinner bell for all of the birds. Also for the squirrels. I’ve seen one little bastard get around my anti-squirrel baffle. I don’t know how the little shit managed it but now I need to invest in a gun*.
*I am kidding. I am not planning on shooting any squirrels. If there is a zombie apocalypse and I need to eat squirrels to survive then I reserve the right to change my stance. Until then, however, I will just hate those little rodent fuckers from afar.
I went outside and cooked lunch for me and my beloved wife on the grill. While I was out there I made a new friend. His name is Woody. As in Woody Woodpecker.
It’s a beautiful Sunday today. How is that possible?
Before work this morning, I went outside and topped off the bird feeders.
The full bird feeders lead to this…
And this…
(I hope you enjoy the glimpse into my food tracking spreadsheet. Protein bars for breakfast, as usual)
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