We get a lot of visitors in our yard. I have a bird feeder that I try to keep filled to bring birds to our yard. The kids and I love to stare out the window and see what types of feathered friends come our way.
The biggest enemy to our bird feeder is a rotten little squirrel we like to call “Buschy”. (It’s a St Louis Cardinal thing, in case you were wondering.) When Buschy first started attacking our bird feeder, Abe offered to shoot him. They are nasty little tree rats, after all. There are hunting shops that will reimburse you the price of the bullet per squirrel tail you bring in.
I couldn’t let him kill the rotten little thief though. As annoying as it is to find our bird feeder emptied and seed scattered all over the ground, I couldn’t justify killing a cute little innocent creature that had simply found himself an easy lunch. So I decided to feed the squirrel, in hopes that he would leave the bird feeder alone.
Well, what he likes to do now, is empty the feeder, eat all the yummy seed, and then, when the birds are left hungry with nothing to munch on, he will go to his feeder and happily nibble away at his corn cob.
Here he is, wondering why the feeder is empty.
And checking to make sure he didn’t accidentally drop some seed somewhere.
So, securing my bird feeder from Buschy is a work in progress. I have looked at the feeders that are surrounded with the cage that call themselves squirrel proof, but they wouldn’t allow for our larger bird friends to feed, so they are not an option.
The Blue Jays, Mourning Doves and the Grackles love it when Buschy has been by because he makes a huge mess of seeds on the ground. Easy pickins!
While looking out our window, we see a lot of other wildlife too.
I believe this little guy is a Southern Prairie Skink. We see him pretty often, darting around, climbing the wall and hunting. He was enjoying the warm sun when I snapped this picture.
Turtles are always an exciting find for me because I didn’t see them very often when I was a kid. I snapped a photo of an alligator turtle zipping down our hill rather quickly for a turtle a few years ago. He looked prehistoric, I was in awe. I am a very easily amused girl, I realize.
I decided that the turtle was too exciting to keep to myself, so we ran inside and got Noah to come check him out. He thought it was pretty cool too.
Being easily amused certainly helps the day go by.