After a night of broken sleep, due to the neighbors dog barking since midnight, I got out early to flush out my fountain that my friendly raven drags all manner of food he finds that school kids a couple miles away, throw down. Hot wings are his favorite, but this morning it was slowed to a pitiful drizzle, plugged with peanuts shells. That is a new one and less disgusting than hot dog pieces or pieces of buns. The worst was the time he must have raided another birds nest, and brought in remnants of baby birds.
But that is not my story for today. I have resolved what is causing the dog to bark!
"Y'all get your nasty fat filthy ol disgusting rat asses out of here, right now." They both stood and looked at me in defiance. The big fat one yawned. I approached them clapping my hands and yelling derogatory names at them. They assumed a battle stance.
"So you wanta play that game, do you, you filthy kangaroo wanta bees." I got out the hose and turned the nozzle to longest reach and I blasted them chasing them out of my yard. Back inside, I poured a fresh cup of homebrew Mocha and decided to unwind on the patio since this is the first warm morning in a long while.
On top of the fence, both opossums stared me down. Not wanting to unwind the hose again, I picked up a dozen golf ball sized rocks. Closest I came was 6 feet, but the rocks hitting the fence got them moving. Not fast but out of sight. These nasty rats are responsible for agitating the dog and also destroying my tall wildflowers.
So, no plans today, since my morning planning was rudely interrupted.