One Girl-child, an injured baby squirrel, and a rehabber who couldn’t take him until morning adds up to one memorable night.
I am writing this from my doctor’s office. I am getting my meds adjusted. Hopefully in a couple of weeks, this rough patch will pass. I am keeping my frog consumption realistic, but I am still going to work on some small things. One tiny step forward. I’ve got this.
what’s on the menu for you today?
Becoming Cliche 
You can do it, girl!
My son and his fiancé took in two different squirrels and then released them a few years ago.
Oh, squee! Cute and lucky.
Poor squilla. Thank you for caring for him. We’ve had a couple of similar encounters, so I now have a set up ready to go for the next one.
Today’s menu involves a few hours training and socializing (and loving on!) dogs at the spca this afternoon. 💙
Training shelter dogs sounds like a fabulous way to spend an afternoon!
I already ate a couple of frogs this morning. In fact, in my household it’s often frogs all the way down (to paraphrase the saying about “turtles” all the way down. Husband with Parkinson’s, teen granddaughter with a ton of attitude, yeah, I’m chomping on those croakers.