So, Daddy Mc and I are out in the backyard cleaning up. We aren't exactly being silent, but not extremely loud either. As I go to spread a little extra mulch I had in a flower bed, I notice that there is a squirrel lying flat on the stump that I use to put out birdseed. I get fairly close to him, thinking that he will eventually just run off. Nope, he stays there flat as he possibly can, stuffing his little fat mouth with as much seed as he can.
He didn't move until Mike turned on the weed-eater. After he ran off, I went over to take a peak at how much seed he actually made off with. He had left an indentation of a squirrel in the mound of seed. He hadn't eaten much, but he was certainly comfy while he was eating it!
