Tuesday, January 06, 2009
When I got home yesterday afternoon, I happened to glance out the kitchen door only to see a squirrel jump down from the recycle bin with a beer can firmly clamped in his mouth. Of course, my camera was in the car. So I tear to the car, grab the camera and lo and behold, when I got back, Mr. Squirrel was still at it, but had managed to carry the can all the way to the tree. I apologize for the photo quality. I couldn't get close to him and the flash was too far away to help. (Should have had a camera like Mental P. Mama's fancy schmancy new one with the zoom lens ~sigh~.) That squirrel worked and worked to get to the dregs left in the can. He really could have used a straw, I think. And he's a Busch man, obviously, as he could have chosen a Heineken or Coors as well.
Ok...try to stand it up....
Good, got it turned around...almost there!