A daily ritual for Benny when let out the sliding glass door into the backyard is to bolt full speed around the corner to the bird feeder, in hopes of catching a pine squirrel feeding on ground seed. If caught off guard, which is rare, they will run up the 4x4 feed pole and get under the squirrel baffle. I know they are there when I go out to get him and he is frozen as above, staring intently and not moving a muscle. If I bang on the baffle, out they come and like a casino game of chance, Benny never knows which direction they will head. They always manage to make it through the chain link fence unharmed, but he never gives up. Cheap canine thrills.
Finally Friday...a long week. Time for a dinner of Venison Brats and Saurkraut, evening walk, then begin what promises to be two days of yard work, including digging new perennial beds and driving to the compost site to haul dirt back in the trailer for the new beds. Hoping for a chance to fish for Brown Trout and Whitefish on Lake Superior, while they are in the shallows. but likely not this weekend. Inland Trout season opens next Saturday and I look forward to a day off to be in pristine blue ribbion trout streams stalking brookies, browns, and rainbows for the freezer.