It's a good thing my poor little wrens don't stick around all winter. They'd surely not be very happy with the current living and dining situation.
I came downstairs early one morning and peeked outside and had to do a double take. The silhouette of the bird houses that I usually have to look around wasn't there. My poor feeder had crashed over hard enough to leave dents in the mud, and my thistle seed feeder is cracked and busted open.
I saw squirrels fleeing the scene later on, and Dada saw a VERY pudgy raccoon in the driveway earlier in the week, so I'm not sure if it had help on its way down or not. The bottom part of the post is very rotten...
So sad. =(
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