There she is, eating breakfast, minding her own business.
An interloper!
There is more to this story . . .
Gimme some!
No!
Go away. Far away.
I'm the Queen of this particular feeder.
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Is it my imagination or is Her Highness needing to lose a little weight?
Posted by: cindy | 14 November 2005 at 02:43 PM
To the dungeon with you!
Her Highness is preparing for a Montana winter.
As am I.
Posted by: SB | 14 November 2005 at 02:49 PM
I love your squirrel pictures! Those were great.
Posted by: SaraS | 14 November 2005 at 06:43 PM
awww, that's too cute!
Posted by: etherealfire | 15 November 2005 at 05:50 AM