I’ll be out celebrating all day.
Watch out, you pesky squirrels. Here I come!
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Unwelcome Visitor
Some creatures are so nervy.
I was minding my own business today, being the perfect dog that I am, when a squirrel took over my tree and started chattering.
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Those pesky squirrels!
Not only is that squirrel hanging out in my tree, but he’s trying to taunt me with food.
I see that treat he’s hiding in his mouth.
He knows I see it too.
I know how those squirrels think.
See, that squirrel’s got a peanut in his mouth.
And he’s not even going to try to hide it anymore.
He’s going to flaunt it.
He’s hoping I’ll get upset and try to go after him for his peanut.
But I’ve got other plans up my sleeve.
You might as well give up you pesky squirrel.
I’ve got your number.
You’re done for now.
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So just to show that squirrel that I mean business I’m going to get my own treats.
I went out into the kitchen…
And I ate the squirrel.
Empty Shell
What’s this?
Somebody left something for me on my front porch?
Oh, I know what it is.
It’s a shell.
An empty shell.
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And I bet I know who left it here too.
That pesky squirrel.
The one that hangs out around here and gives me a bad time.
The one who stole my Christmas lights.
I bet that pesky squirrel thinks I’ll forgive him since he left me these peanut shells.
I bet that squirrel thinks he can trick me into being his friend.
But I know better than that.
I know what he’s up to.
He’s using my porch as a place to dump his garbage and trying to make me feel happy that he’s doing it.
But that pesky squirrel can’t fool me.
I know what he’s up to.
Because if that squirrel was sincere – if he was actually trying to make up for stealing my Christmas lights –
He would have left me the peanuts!
Stare Down
I went out in my yard today as innocent as can be.
All I wanted to do was play with my Frisbee.
Oh yeah, and take care of other things too.
When all of a sudden my attention was drawn upward.
Do you believe it?
This pesky squirrel was sitting on a wire staring down at me.
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And we sat there having a staring contest.
I’ll get that pesky squirrel yet!
At least I won the contest.
That pesky squirrel couldn’t hold out very long.
And he…
Ran on down the wire.
What a chicken!
Wait. Umm. I mean –
Chickens are good.
To eat that is.
That squirrel ain’t no chicken.
He’s a …
He’s a…
Scaredy cat. That’s what he is!
Squirrel Thief
Would you look at that? Just look at that!
I know I’m not supposed to be on the couch, person – but look!
Just look at what that squirrel’s doing.
He’s stealing it!
Right in front of my eyes.
We’ve got to stop him.
Let me at him, person.
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He’ll steal them all if we don’t stop him.
Look, person!
That squirrel’s got it in his mouth and he’s running off with it.
How can you let him get away with that?
Person, that squirrel stole one of our Christmas lights!
Right off the tree outside.
I was watching and he didn’t even care.
He just kept working at it until he got that light loose.
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Well, if you’re not going to do anything person, I will.
And I’m going to get all my friends to help.
I’m posting a reward.
I’ll get that pesky squirrel if it’s the last thing I do.
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Standing Guard
Alright where is it?
Where is that pesky thing?
I know it’s around somewhere.
It dropped its evidence right down here.
I’m going to get that thing.
This time I’m really going to get it.
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I’m going to wait right here until it comes back for this thing it dropped.
Then I’ll pounce.
And it won’t have a chance.
It’s usually up in a tree laughing at me.
Or running across a telephone wire.
No trees or wires to run to safety to out here.
That creature made its last mistake.
It could have eaten this thing right where it was.
But it brought it way out on my trails instead.
And now it won’t have a chance.
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I’ve been waiting forever.
Nothing, nada, nobody is showing up.
I give up.
I guess that pesky squirrel forgot all about the peanut it dropped.
Mark a Tree
The other day my person and I were walking along my trails. It was a snowy kind of day. Not enough snow to be good for playing in – just enough to wash the color out of everything.
And then I saw it. Brightly standing out. Right at the point where my person and I usually turn around and head back for home. You couldn’t miss it in all of its orangeness. A ribbon tied to a tree. It hadn’t been there before.
I puzzled about that ribbon on our way back home. We were almost to the end of the trail – when there it was.
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That ribbon had beaten us back home. And now it was tied to another tree. And it was almost as if that ribbon was trying to tell us what to do. Turn around here. End your walk here.
I am not going to follow a ribbon. Orange or otherwise. I just won’t do it.
If that ribbon thinks it’s going to tell me where to go, I’m going to go a different way. I’ll turn around at a different place, and I’ll find a different ending of my trails to come out on. No orange ribbon is telling me what to do.
But wait. Maybe that orange ribbon isn’t there for me at all. Maybe I won’t have to change which trails I walk on. Maybe that orange ribbon is there to mark the beginning and end of a race. I bet those pesky squirrels are racing on my trails.
Now’s my chance. I’ll wait until those pesky squirrels run by, and I’ll stick my paw out and trip them. Every last one of them.
And then I’ll give those squirrels what for to make up for all the times they’ve been hanging out in trees harassing me.
I wonder if I could get that orange ribbon to lay out a different course. Maybe between two trees closer together with bare ground in between.
I hope those squirrels obey orange ribbons better than I do.
The Bone Tree
There’s a special tree near the beginning of my trails. Well, actually there are two special trees.
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One is the peanut tree.
That’s where those pesky squirrels keep all their peanuts until they get hungry for them. I’m just waiting to catch one of those pesky squirrels under there.
But that’s not the tree I’m talking about. The other special tree is the bone tree. I found it when my person wanted to go back by it to take pictures of some flowers. What a treat! There are bones everywhere under there.
But my person wouldn’t let me take any of them home with me.
And now she won’t even let me go back near that tree.
But something’s been happening lately. Some of those bones have been finding their way out near my trail.
I don’t know what dog in his right mind would put a bone there and just leave it. But that’s what happened.
But now I have a real dilemma.
My person won’t let me take the bones I find.
Maybe I can nonchalantly (did I say that word?) walk by that bone and quietly snatch it up as I keep walking along.
That didn’t work either. She made me drop it.
Come on, person. Let me have that bone!
I guess I’m one of those dogs I was talking about who’s not in his right mind.
No! No! Let me have the bone!
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What’s That Chattering?
We were finishing up our trail walk and heading back to the street – but not at the normal place where we usually hit the street. I heard somebody chattering at me. I looked everywhere and couldn’t figure out where that chattering was coming from. Until I finally figured there was nowhere else to look. And the chattering came again.
With the corner of my eye I caught some movement above me – and there he was. Looking at me. That pesky squirrel.
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Come on down here squirrel! You think you’re so brave way up there on that wire. Come on down and face me on the ground.
You know what that squirrel did? He turned and started running down the wire – away from me.
I knew that pesky squirrel wasn’t brave enough. He ran down the wire and never did come back. I bet he went looking for another dog to harass.
He was probably afraid to go messing with me. Afraid I might fly right up to that wire and go after him.
After all, I am Super Dog.
Back Home Again
At last! I can take that picture of me behind bars off my blog and get back to my adventures. My person finally sprung me from the dog jail hotel. I don’t know what she was doing, but it sure seemed like she was gone a long time.
Wait! You were doing what, person? What’s that picture on my blog? You left me in the dog hotel and went to hang out with other animals, didn’t you? And of all the animals you could think of, it had to be a pesky squirrel.
Wait a minute. Who else were you hanging out with? I’m gonna check through your pictures. You’d better not hold anything back on me.
What’s this? You were hanging out with —–cats!???
Scratchy, check this out. You were left behind and our person went to hang out with other cats.
Scratchy, look at this cat. Our person left you for a cat that doesn’t even have any hair.
Now, I get it. That’s why I found so many clumps of your hair around the house when I came home. You were trying to look like this cat so our person would come back home. Scratchy, you may be a little silly – but sometimes you’re alright.
I think we need to get together though and have a talk with our person about hanging out with other animals. Or maybe we should ignore her for awhile.
Hey, wait a minute. What do I smell? Don’t tell me our person was hanging out with even more animals?
A what? You got me a what?
You got me an antler! Hey person, you can go back to Colorado any time you want. Just make sure to bring me more antlers.
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