Ask anybody who knows me. I'm a softie. Doggone it.
That red squirrel that I posted about. Yes, the one eating the scarecrow. Doggone it. Well, we've heard noise in our bedroom wall and scurrying in the upstairs ceiling. Doggone it. Found the hole he's chewed into the soffit beside the chimney. Now I know where he put the scarecrow's clothes. Poopie :( The wildlife troubleshooter is coming in the morning.
Taken this morning as he basked in the fading November sun. Doggone it. :( ______________________________
All is in readiness for literally the hundreds of ghosts, goblins and assorted ninjas that will be visiting us this evening. Ours is, once again, a very young neighborhood and we live - (generally congenially) - cheek by jowl. It brings in kids from all over the Toldeo/Sylvania area - cause ya don't have to go far for the goodies. It's great fun :)
My alter ego this morning, waiting for sunset atop one of the cardboard tombstones my dear dad made 25 years ago.
She doesn't 'color' her hair though.
Happy Halloween, all ! Luckily our snow isn't due until Saturday evening. The little beggars lucked out !