come down from your tree,
mister squirrel my dear friend,
it is time to play!
- baxter, 3.33 years old, ever optimistic that mister squirrel will come out and play with him.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
the importance of being hopeful
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doxie doings,
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Hahaha...I don't know why but his expression just cracks me up. I love how you capturr him on camera.
The triumph of Hope over Experience.
As Molly would say to Mr. Squirrel ...
Oh let me kiss you
Handsome little gray squirrel
With my flashing teeth
Baxter mega fofo!
Kisses...
Woof! Woof! I totally understand ... I have not seen my chipmunk friend, Fred who I LOVE to chase. Lots of Golden Woofs, Sugar
Ike tries to hide behind a tree (!)- waiting for a squirrel to fall out of said tree! Simon, though, at age 7 caught a squirrel, brought it into the kitchen and ate it!!
That is so very clever. We must try your technique here with our lizard friends. Perhaps they will come closer...
Flash, Alven and Dottie
Did he come down??
Squirrels are not very friendly, right?
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
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