The squirrel saga has ended for the time being. For those of you who don’t know, about two weeks ago the two happy little squirrels who live in a tree near our house decided that our house looked a lot cozier than their leaf pile. They chewed through the siding, the wood exterior, and then finally broke through to the attic area of our apartment and proceeded to have a romping good time chewing everything above our dining room, kitchen, bedrooms and bathroom. The manager was duly notified, we waited, wondering if the whole wiring system was going to start smoking, Today the expert verminator arrived. He was quite baffled to know how they were getting up to our third story balcony with no trees within jumping range. (Oh yes, we assured him. They can climb drain pipes and they survive the three-story fall as well.)

This afternoon while we were out one was trapped on our patio. Shortly after our arrival home, we heard another lip snapping down and the second one got frightened near to death as well. The children were screaming with laughter at their crazy antics, peanuts flying, cages rattling, teeth chattering. . . . Such fun. I snapped a few pictures just as the manager showed up to “relocate” them.

And then today while we were out, I spotted these guys. They’re on their way somewhere, these geese, most likely returning home.  I love the thought – the shape, the purposeful direction and the hope that lies at the end of the journey. Feeling blessed with home tonight.

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