No squirrel junk, please.

My sister-in-law and her husband got this as a gag gift for me because of my, uh, passion for squirrels. Because the males tend to display their, uh, junk a bit too obviously, they though underpants were in order. Cute, but I'm not going to attempt to put them on a squirrel unless I want my hand shredded. I guess we'll just have to put up with squirrels and their nuts.

By the way, we had 12 of the little rodents in our yard simultaneously, yesterday. A 13th (Floppsy) showed up a little later making for a baker's dozen.

Yesterday's blip got posted just a few minutes ago. Do have a look. It was a late night home hence the delay.