Day 2244: The smack-talking squirrel adventure.

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Today I was sitting on the patio, of the house on the hill. 

80 degrees in Anaheim Hills with a gentle breeze.

No noise, no tv, just the sound of random cars passing down 

the hill, or once in a while a jet passing on it's way to LAX.

Both Grand-dogs were nearby. 

Puppy Zo had just finished doing wheelies around the yard. 

She does that indoors too, around the large ottoman or 

big ones outside when her energy level is on tilt.

I've tried to figure out how to harness some of that energy 

and absorb it, but so far no luck. 

Laker, age 7, is satisfied watching Zoey's antics and 

rarely shows his athleticism.

Zoey was laying on the couch by me, when all of a sudden, 

Laker tore off full speed, like a bat out of "you know",

and Zoey and I both looked to see what made him fly by.

Laker had seen a squirrel who dared to touch the wall 

of the enclosed yard. 

The poor squirrel saw a jet propelled boxer

coming at him and levitated to the top of the wall post!

Then he magically ran across the skinny iron poles, 

like a four-legged tight-rope walker, it was amazing to see. 

At one point where the poles are about three feet from the

  two story pine tree,

 he jumped to the tree and ran up about15 feet, where

stock photo, but accurate.

he stopped, turned around and I think he told off Laker in his 

squeaky squirrel language. Laker lunged at the challenge and 

the squirrel disappeared into the heights of the huge tree. 

Haven't seen him since. Laker has checked the tree several times.

All of this happened in less than a minute.

And I had wondered what today's blog would be?

Just when I thought this story was finished, we three

heard the now familiar squeaky challenge.

actual photo

  

I think he had told his friends up in the tree, sold tickets 

& said watch this! 

So perched on the branch, he challenged Laker.

Whenever Laker tired of the show, he got louder.

actual photo

Then he came down maybe 15 feet from the ground and

swished his long tail up and around ... driving Laker 

and the squirrel chaser-in-training nuts! 

Have you ever heard a squirrel talk smack?

A squeaky, sarcastic, staccato with tail flourishes!

Laker barked,  Zo kinda barked. 

Even a dog from down the hill barked in support. 

Laker is at the wall as I write.

Zoey, not so much.

How was your Sunday?

I hope it was perfect and just the way you like it.

Thanks for stopping by.

A smile for Monday ...