It must be the 'birdseed'
In 5 years of living here, we've amassed a collection of those loveable furry creatures known as the squirrelrat. Black ones, grey ones and the odd crossbreed, the red. All running around in search of the elusive nut, berry, or electrical wire. Some have taken that carefree ride to the country via 'the rat cage'. Others have taken residence in my house through knawed off wires on my roof screens. All charming. The very best had to be this spring when putting out the lawn chairs, a couple got together literally, with some Jimi Hendrix and, well you know the rest. Who knows, could be a side business-baby squirrelrats for sale?
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