and then the squirrels came and they took over the whole world

 

 

The plan was just to post a few pictures of the four-legged cheerfulness around our place lately…

 

Kona loving on my mom,

 

the brand new foal next door… hiding under mama,

 

the herd’s response to all the newborn hoopla

(note the tongue sticking out… per usual)

 

and my parents’ 80 pound sweethearts who think they are lapdogs,

 

 

(not even kidding a little bit about the lapdog part…)

 

 

But then it all went awry when we opened the door to leave for church yesterday.

And this beautiful mourning dove was laying stunned on our porch.  Blood and a telltale smudge on the window.

 

 

Injured eyes and a suspected broken beak.  Mr. Daddy caved after two days of me begging fretting and Mr. Dove is now at an animal rescue.

 

 

But the real critter story?

Was all Julie’s fault.

 

Julie (WifeMomNurse) and her husband (TheDamageIsDone) were posting silly photos on eachother’s Facebook walls.

 

Swayed by what all the cool kids were doing, I posted the most random thing I could find in my photo files… on Mr. Daddy’s wall.

 

And suddenly… Facebook (as well as my email notifications)…

BLEW UP.

 

 

I could not possibly tag everyone who ended up part of the epic collection that formed on my wall… dozens of squirrel photos and vids were somehow linked back to us.  We sat and LMSO (laughed our squirrels off) for three days straight.

 

There were a lot of confused innocent parties who politely inquired as to why my wall was overrun with the rodents…

(photos available via Google… but don’t say I didn’t warn you!)

 

This one was quickly dubbed a Florida/California squirrel:

 

With the heatwave crushing Georgia, Shana claimed this one:

 

Roll Tide:

 

 

Texas:

 

Southern Squirrel

 

 

Another Florida winner:

 

Squideer:

 

 

Ninja:

 

 

 

Exceptionally useful:

 

 

Awesomesauce:

 

Mr. Daddy’s family:

 

Rachel’s family:

 

Itty Bit’s family:

 

 

And then one of my own traumatic Google finds… (remember, I warned you!):

Yes, an actual mounted squirrel butt.  Your life is now complete.
You’re welcome.

 

 

So if someone says, “there’s a squirrel for that”… you’ll know where it came from.

 

Thanks for being able to make us laugh – I feel like you guys really get us… y’know?  Who else would tag me with this?