Back at home, the hummers were visiting in ever larger numbers, and my boy Django the great hunter preyed on young mammals. I saw this poor little squirrel in his jaws and asked him to drop it. He did. I buried the critter out back.
Later in the evening, he had something cornered in the back yard. Turned out it was this baby possum. I put the pup inside and the marsupioid-eventually-moved on.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment