Squirrl Love

A while back a Barred owl, named Floyd, visited our little yard for a couple of days and it was wonderful. But Floyd abandoned us and was never seen again and now I know why, squirrel love. Yes squirrel love,this is my theory. Owl and squirrel eyes meet on that tree and this strange relationship started. I think they are both shacked up in that motel of leaves in a far off pine tree, doing what I don't want to think about. So live this life of sin, but don't come back and expect us to welcome you Floyd, unless it's with a dead squirrel clamped in your beak.


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