Greensboro Birds

Cops in Gibsonville may soon be adding Pest Control Officer to their titles if the chief of police has his way. Seriously, at an official meeting with the Board of Aldermen, the chief stated his intention to ask the state for a permit to allow his officers to shoot delinquent squirrels in town limits. Apparently [...]

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File under: Weird Coincidences.
Before Josh and I (and Lucy the cat) moved to North Carolina, we lived in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, on a block of historic brownstones. Between the buildings were these little yards that the owners of said brownstones had access to; lowly tenants were allowed to look but not touch these rare green spaces. [...]

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Not much happening today. It’s cold as heck, I’m waiting on some text, and I don’t feel like tackling such mundane things as laundry. Which means it’s time for random shots from the feeder! I replaced the hanging suet log after the last one was finally knocked to the ground and dragged off by a [...]

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The alternate title to this post is “Where there’s a squirrel, there’s a way.”

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No longer an overly idealistic young pup, I’m not into fighting losing battles. Like squirrels in the feeders. Notice that I say “feeders” and not “birdfeeders.” We get squirrels, possums, deer, cats, Happy, and who knows what else besides birds at our feeders, so I use the general term. Bon appétit.

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