When you live in the suburban sticks as we do, the flora and fauna can be an adventure at times.
One day, you may wake up to a herd of cattle in the front yard when they escape the neighbor's farm, and another day you might have to wait behind Mommy and Daddy Turkey and their 10 waddling poults to get up your own driveway.
I don't have good pictures of that because every time we come home to it, the boys jump out of the car determined to catch a baby for a pet and it scares them off.
Last night, the dogs (behind the fence) were barking up a storm, and then we heard the familiar evening tap on the kitchen door:
(Please note, it was too dark for pictures on the fly, so here you have my artistic rendition of the evening.)
Yes, she knocks on the door, so we did as instructed:
We went about our business until the dogs started up again.
It can be rather annoying, though the cat lives outside, she's been around for a long time, and every time she comes around, the dogs are all, "CAT! CAT! CAT!" as if they'd never seen her before.
But, the barking turned to the "Somebody's here!" tone, so we opened the door:
So, Busy Dad shooed everyone away, and put the cat food bowl in the window sill outside.
He noted that the fox didn't go very far, and it seemed put out that it didn't get to finish eating.
Few minutes later: again with the barking, we opened the door:
That, my friends, is probably a 4 foot jump, and an angle to get on the window sill.
Busy Dad again shooed everyone away.
After a short while, the barking started yet another time. We opened the door:
He shooed the whole group away again, and the fox and deer turned at the same time, crashed into each other and went rolling across the driveway.
They righted themselves and scurried off.
Few minutes later: barking Yet. Again.« I'm done now!
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