I have had lots of furry visitors this week. First came the cat. He was a big dark grey short haired tabby. I think he was a stray. He just had that look about him. He wasn’t scraggly but had lean muscle visible under his fur. He had to be about 12 or thirteen pounds. I looked out the patio door Monday morning and there he was walking across the patio like he owned the place. I stepped out onto the patio behind him and started giving him my best meows. I ignored me completely and just walked into the neighbors yard. I will not be ignored by a cat. I yelled out “Hey Cat.” He turned saw me, and ran down the hill.
Next the chipmunk came back. We used to have a pair of them but this spring I’ve only seen the one and just in the last week. Maybe they got a divorce. I hope the kids are handling it ok. He hangs out by the patio door eating the bird feed on the ground. Whenever he sees me he runs off a few and looks back at me with suspicion in his little eyes. He seems to be asking me, “Are you going to eat me?” I try to reassure him that I am his friend. I bring him food and would never eat him. He then decides that I will eat him and runs away.
The rabbit came back.
Many birds visited. I am not really on my birds so I don’t know what they all were. Looking out I’d often see them eating the bird food off the ground or table. Why aren’t they eating it out of the bird feeder.
I look out one day and all I see is a squirrel butt sticking out of the top of the bird feeder. He had busted a hole in the thing and climbed in. He was having a grand time. I ran out there yelling at him and he jumped down knocking the bird feeder to the ground. The plastic had grown brittle after years sitting out in the sun so it just fell out. Now I put the bird feed on the ground.