We're home! Our daughter recently had foot surgery so we went to Philly to spend a few days with her and the SIL. My job was to fill the squirrel, err, bird feeder. The regular-size squirrel shared the feeder with the birds. Not Mr. Chubby. After he was done eating, Mr. Chubby--shown below--just sat in the feeder, refusing to let anyone else eat. Bad, Mr. Chubby. Bad. Bad. Bad.
Harry and Holly's job is to keep our daughter company while she's laid up. As you can see, they take their work very seriously.
And then, we headed home on the Choo-choo. Our normally eleven hour trip was fourteen. Don't know what was going on there.
AND back at home:
Callie and Nori.
AND a Belated Happy Birthday to J.P. and Janet.
Okay, it's your turn. Catch me up, Blogger Buds.
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