I call the boys for their walk. No response. Going to the window, I see them tearing around the huge fir tree. Suddenly, JJ and Benny stop and stare up into the branches, ears alert. Then they take off running again. I grumble and schlep the collars and leash down stairs and out into the back yard.
JJ flies by me but I manage to collar Benny. I call for JJ to stop and come. Just as I reach for his collar, the branches rustle loudly above us. JJ takes off, all excited, racing around the tree.
Curious, I stare into the branches. I notice a gray squirrel jump up on to a branch. On the opposite side of the tree, a crow then flaps its wings and moves in the direction of the squirrel. This prompts the squirrel to jump to another branch further up the tree and to the left. The crow flaps its wings and trots after the squirrel. The macabre dance is fascinating. But we need to get out and walk.
I grab JJ’s collar and we’re off for a walk down the trail.
I ponder the crow and squirrel dance. What the heck is that about?
- The crow and the squirrel are playing hide and seek. It’s a slow morning. The garbage is picked up and there are no peanuts distributed recently. It’s a sunny so Bert the crow and Nutty the squirrel pass the time with a little fun. The best part is watching the stupid dogs down below.
- Bert the crow and Nutty the squirrel hate each other. Both claim the middle space in the tree. Bert flaps his wings, threatening Nutty. Nutty just deftly swings to another branch. Nutty is not leaving the space.
- Bert the crow missed his garbage run and tries to catch Nutty to make a snack. He is not succeeding.
My bet is on #2, a fight over who owns the space. How about you?