So this afternoon I'm in one of the bedrooms when I hear Meg yell "flying squirrel!"
My first thought was 'yeah right', I admit we've seen a few opossums over the years, but a squirrel? a flying squirrel? We live next to a freeway so not exactly 'squirrelish' area. So I grabbed my camera (just in case) and walked into the kitchen where she was looking out the window to see what she might have seen.
then I saw it
I saw a furry tail in our neighbor's tree.
The squirrel went right past the dogs in the dog run and they didn't even move, blink or wag their tails. I guess they don't like squirrels.
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