Reminds me. One day my dog wanted me to look at a tree as we passed by, about midday. As I looked I saw a hole about a foot above my waist. About two inches inside was the back of a squirrel and his head. He was snoring loudly. Perhaps a rest nap. Spring had begun springing.
Reminds me. One day my dog wanted me to look at a tree as we passed by, about midday. As I looked I saw a hole about a foot above my waist. About two inches inside was the back of a squirrel and his head. He was snoring loudly. Perhaps a rest nap. Spring had begun springing.