Tuesday, October 13, 2015
A Little Squirrelly
I love to lounge in bed in the morning. I have never been a person to jump up and greet the day. Now that I am retired I really enjoy taking the time to awaken slowly.
As I lie there I look out the window across the room from my bed and glory in the morning sights. I can see what type of weather I can expect that day. I can watch the changing of the seasons.
And occasionally I see animals. Sometimes I hear animals too. The squirrels like to run across the roof. There are times they sound like horses up there.
Sometimes a bird will land on the windowsill. It will jerkily look around the way birds do. It might even try to get a good look at what is happening on my side of the window. I watch with fascination.
Last week something hit the window. I am assuming it was a bird because I saw the trajectory of whatever it was. It came from up and ricocheted down. I did jump up to see what it was but I saw nothing on the ground and nothing moving away.
I watched a huge bird that looked like a blue jay sit there one morning. It kept trying to see inside. My window is slightly darkened to keep the sun from shining in my eyes and I do not think it could see inside.
So last week I was just lazily waking up when suddenly a squirrel jumped from the roof to my windowsill. It found a helicopter (oak tree seed) there and nibbled at it. I had a fun time watching the little guy.
Then he decided to snoop through the window. Again I do not think he could see inside. But when he began to push at the window. Then he sort of knocked at the window trying to push it out of the way. When he get more forceful I decided it was time for him to move on before he broke the glass.
I waved my hands at him but he could not see that. I grabbed a couple of things from my night stand and tossed them at the window but missed.
Finally I used the empty water bottle. I tossed it at the window and hit it! The squirrel looked amused.
I had to haul myself out of bed and go knock on the window. That got his attention. He took off like a rocket and ran up a tree at the corner of the yard.
The rotten little guy made me get up and get dressed earlier than I intended. But he was fun to watch.