Friday morning I awoke to Patches the Bear in the front yard. This is the result of having bears in your yard.
My brand-new bird bath got knocked over and broken. I guess I’m going to have to get an unbreakable one. This is the second bird bath that has met its fate in the same way (via big bear butt).
On Saturday, Myrtle brought her family to visit. They are still very small, but have grown since the last time I saw them. They played in the chaff leftover from feeding the birds and clothed themselves in spent sunflower seeds and the millet the birds didn’t want. They cavorted around the front yard like young puppies. They scrambled up and down trees like little black monkeys. They made themselves at home. Take a look for yourself. I think they are just about the cutest things I have ever seen (including puppies), and they were just what we needed to cheer us up.
