Clyde's squirrel girl has been attacking his pumpkin.  Possibly with his permission.  After all, who knows what communications go on between him and the squirrel while we're at work all day.  Today we staked out the front porch while we were waiting for Adella's friends to come to her birthday party, and we caught the little gal in the act.  She didn't seem to mind.







She made a mess of the front porch, but we don't mind. Everyone's got to eat. We can see bits of pumpkin in the tree near the squirrel's nest. It's all good. 

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