Did not see that coming. But I should have.

Absolutely awful day at work. As was every single other day this week.

But I saw that coming.

I came home and went out to the backyard, hoping for some crows.

Nope.

Kinda saw that coming, too.

Instead, there was a lone squirrel, who I call Fat Bastard, sitting on the lowest branch on the tree.

Looking at me.

And as he stared, he started yelling.

Raaah! Raah! Raah!

Translation:

Where the f*ck are my peanuts!

Thieving bastard…

 

No crows today

Away from home this morning, so no crows stalking me for peanuts.

Instead, I had this, which almost makes up for the lack of crows:

Doggo still gets a walk, no matter the risk of ticks

They’re (not) coming right at me! Unlike the crows…

Despite efforts to confuse me, this is not a tropical paradise.