The squirrels are having a good time with my pumpkins. Maybe he's making a house for his wife?
Anyway, quite a feeding frenzy going on outside. I'm filling the bird feeder daily to keep up with the gobbling hoards.
Everyone in this yard at least is fat and happy and healthy. What pandemic?
On the other side of the mountains, there's been some strife in the hen house. The flock, for some reason, suddenly decided to gang up on "Basil," the biggest and arguably the prettiest hen.
Maybe they're jealous of her chubby good looks? They've been systematically pecking her feathers off. Hey, it's COLD over there. It looks like Nova made her a fleece jacket to stay warm.
Then Amanda went to the feed store and bought some chicken "anti-cannibal" cream. I never heard of such a thing. "Basil" shook the icky purple stuff off all over them. Hopefully the ladies can work it out.
In other pet news, Nova finally got the gerbil she's been begging for. His name is "Lucky."
And he's going to need all the luck he can get in that house.
Well, Nica at least looks resigned to life, and settled in for winter in her favorite warm spot.
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