squirrel

I screamed bloody murder. Or, at least that's what Jed says.

Monday morning I walked out onto the back porch to water my dahlia plant, noticing that all the while a squirrel was barking furiously. It wasn't unusual. Many mornings we've woken up to his, or others of his species, clucking at this or that. It's actually pretty cute... A series of staccato Donald Duck-like "BURK! BURK! BURK!" vocalizations. And they come in series of 5 or 50, depending on the agitation level.