Yesterday afternoon, Don, Daniel and I returned from a road trip to the Tri-Cities for a baseball tournament. Michael, my oldest son who just turned 20 a couple of weeks ago, was supposed to feed my squirrel friends for me while I was gone. He claims the feeder never got empty, which he could tell because he saw squirrels eating out of it all through the weekend. The little guy above tells a different story! He came to sit on the pergola while Don and I were out sitting on the deck and he appeared to hold his tummy while staring at me. It looks like he has a tummy ache but I think he was saying, “Mom, I was so hungry while you were gone!”
So, my poor squirrel friends starved while I was gone. (Can’t you tell from the photo?) Also, the fridge and pantry were emptied, dishes and crumbs piled up, Frosty completely trashed the upstairs bathroom with vomit, pee, poop and litter, Trouble left huge clumps of his fur all over the carpet and, when I got up this morning, it looked like the cats had a barfing contest outside my bedroom door and at the top of the stairs. All this makes it a pretty typical Monday except that I don’t feel so good. Daniel came down with a coughing thing week before last and he’s been generously sharing it with everyone, including me. I had a cough all last week, felt worse over the weekend and feel really, really bad today. I cleaned up all the stuff that came from inside of a cat but everything is just going to have to wait until I feel better. Except for my squirrel friends, of course. They are now happily chomping on corn, nuts and seed, their weekend of neglect forgotten.
I will return soon with the few pictures I took on my road trip, plus all the boring details!