I've been gone from home on a short trip for a week. I was gone for a week. When gone I always wonder if anyone missed me or if I was just gone. Well I think at least one little guy missed me or at least I choose to think so.
I posted a picture of my friend during the snow storms of February and he has been visiting me pretty much every morning since then. No I don't feed him (though I think my neighbor may be), but we do chat. It's nice to have someone to talk to. I know its the same guy (well I don't really know its a guy; may be a gal) because he/she has a damaged left paw....poor thing. Anyway, after our opening discussion of "No, I do not have any food for you", I ask how he's doing and what his plans for the days are. Then I tell him mine. Unfortunately he is lacking in conversational skills, but I still enjoy his company. He looks in the kitchen and looks right and left and up and down. Sometimes he climbs the screen door to get a better look and then he is off digging in the yard for I suppose his breakfast.
I know it is rather pitiful that I talk to squirrels, but think of me as a one way Dr. Doolittle. There is also a mother and baby rabbit that have been frequenting the yard. I enjoy their company as well. One thing I have learned over the past 8 months is I am not a 100% solo person. There are things I enjoy about living alone, but I do miss having someone to just chat with and sit with. To share the plans and events of the day. So since I have no one else for now my daily companions at home consist of an unusually friendly squirrel and a family of bunnies. God does provide!
Yes, when my friend showed up yesterday morning and today I rejoiced in his presence and choose to think he was telling me that I was missed.
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Like your friend. There's NOTHING wrong with chatting with your friend. It's really neat watching the rabbits, maybe say a few words to them...so I understand about your squirrel. :-D Awesone pic of the critter!
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