Katy is soaking in her “redneck hot tub” in the bathroom upstairs, easing her aching body and looking forward to her Remicade infusion tomorrow. It has not been an easy day for her. She spent most of the day in bed, but that’s a lot better than spending a whole week in bed like she has done in the past. This evening she and Dawn were able to do their Bible study together, and that was a real highlight for her. Dawn is about to run out to the store for some groceries, so I (Paul) get to do the update.
We’ve been enjoying all the animal stories from the last post, and it reminded me of one of my own. We have a large black walnut tree in our yard, which the squirrels love. Several years ago, while watching them busily gathering nuts, I thought it would be interesting to see how they would react if I broke some of the walnuts and left them on an old pine stump. I put about two dozen nuts on the stump, smashed them with a hammer, and retreated to the house to watch. What happened was not what I had expected. I guess I thought they would be good Christian squirrels, and share. One squirrel decided that all the nuts were his, so he jumped up on the stump and proceeded to defend his hoard against all comers. He did not take into account the determination and quickness of his squirrel brothers. As he was facing one, another would dart up behind him and grab a nut. When he whirled to face that one, the first (or second or third) would grab another one. Before long, he was fiercely defending practically nothing. He finally gave up and walked off empty-handed (so to speak), no doubt muttering squirrel obscenities under his breath.
Speaking of black walnuts, our tree is loaded. If anyone is interested and is near enough to come by when they are ripe (and doesn’t mind fighting off the squirrels) please give us a call. You are welcome to as many as you want. God bless you all for sharing your animal stories. It’s been a lot of fun.Comments: