Just What Makes That Little Squirrel...

September 1, 2009. I have my windows open on this beautiful Carolina morning. I'm confused, however, because it should be humid and in the upper 80's at 10am. I'm a sun bunny, and I don't mind heat and yes, even a little humidity, but I have to admit I'm digging this morning, and so is that pesky little squirrel who keeps trying to get into my anti-squirrel bird feeder (of course I had to snap a pic).

I have to hand it to him, he is a trooper. He doesn't give up. I'm going to learn from him today. I had a not so great day yesterday. Being unemployed for 6 months can sometimes sneak up on me, even though I try to stay active and upbeat, the mean blues (or according to Holly Golightly, the mean reds) creep up on me unexpectedly from time to time. Having suffered from chronic depression most of my life, I am still sometimes overwhelmed when it hits. One would think by now I would be used to it, but no (though I am medicated!!!! Yeah for meds).

Anyway, getting back to the squirrel. He doesn't give up. He is out there everyday, rain or shine, trying to claw his way through the metal wiring on the bird feeder. He doesn't care that it was made specifically to keep rodents like him from stealing seed rightfully belonging to birds. He will not hear that. Nay, he will have those sunflowers!

Remember Laverne and Shirely? When Shirely would be feeling down, or not wanting to go along with one of Laverne's schemes, Laverne would sing the song "High Hopes" to her, you know the one about the little ant thinking he can move a rubber tree plant? The squirrel reminded me of that, so that will be the song stuck in my head ALL DAY LONG. I found this version on youtube today, so everybody sing!!