I have no idea what game Miss Mother Nature is playing on us, but I don't like it.
It's the damn acorns.
They keep coming and coming.
We sweep them up every two days and they just come back.
I mean, really. How many of these things does one tree need to produce?
Why? Why this year and not last?
We are having some very unwelcome nighttime visitors as a result.
The patio chair has what looks like cat hair? Really? We don't have cats.
We have two dogs that don't like cats.
Or was it a cat? Looked like cat hair.
Do rats shed? Gosh I hope not.
Do squirrels come out at night?
Whatever it is I wish I would go away.
All I hear when it's quiet is: Plunk....rooooolllllll or DINK...dink..... or capowwww......
And Jack...Jack likes to bring them in and then drop them and walk away.