...but the baby squirrels will finally have some comfort thanks in part to the donation from this paci millionaire.
The bowl was loaded and ready. We found 5 as we combed every crevice of this house. Praying we didn't miss one.
We made the climb into the fort. We sat a bit. We contemplated.
We sprinkled acorns around and then we waved goodbye.
Upon returning home from errands, the bowl had been knocked over and the "pappies" were M.I.A. Papa Squirrel had been waiting for us to leave so he could snatch them up and take them "way way up high" to his nest of 5 newborn babies.
And then came the night.
So far the screaming has only lasted 2 hours and the sheets have only been changed once due to vomitting.
If only I was a drinker...
3 comments:
Bless your hearts. Finley still sleeps with hers. We have traded her three for one of Breaker's shiny new ones. . . it's a twelve step process :)
Good luck! Keep us posted. I DREAD doing this....
I don't know what to say. Hang in there mama and this may be hard but you have brought a serious smile to my face for that I'm grateful!!!
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