Pesky Returns

Regular readers will recall that there is a very sassy squirrel who lives in my backyard, where he regularly taunts my cats and generally lolls about on the back deck.  For some time now, he has helped himself to my neighbor's trash, bringing the best items back to my yard for a wildlife buffet.

On Monday, Pesky hit the mother lode: frozen carrots, which he carefully stored in a cubby in the tree.  I know the carrots aren't mine, because I don't buy bags of frozen veggies.  And I know they aren't JT's because he doesn't eat veggies, frozen or otherwise.  The cats don't store extra food in the tree.......so it must be Pesky who is responsible for this development.

Though I felt bad about it, I cancelled Pesky's gravy train by collecting all of his trash and disposing of it.  Then I stood on the back deck and issued a stern warning to Pesky and his friends: no more garbage in my back yard.  In the chilly silence that followed, I'm pretty convinced that Pesky flipped me the bird.