Nice day for a hike here. Not too humid. Later, the humidity under the tree canopy will hover in the 90 percent range, and walking under there when it's 100 degrees F or better will become a chore.
I meandered down the mountain to the mailbox, and got a few catalogs, some bills, and a new issue of American Survival Guide. It took me awhile to get down there, and even longer to get back. I guess I'll start packing a lunch when I go to the mailbox, and make a day trip out of it. Just a "bon mot" but it sometimes feels that way.
I accomplished nothing today. Nothing yet, anyway. I do have a bank statement to ponder and reconcile, and once I've done that, I'm through for today. Nothing on television so I will probably read tonight.
My daughter sent me some pictures of the apartment where she and my son live, up North. They have a nice apartment right on a lake, and can feed the ducks and geese from the porch.
Like Kamyria , my daughter is raising a foundling squirrel. I wanted to have him named "Squirrel Nutkin" but my daughter is not a Beatrix Potter fan. It's a shame, because my wife bought her the entire Beatrix Potter collection when we were in Paris, long before she was even born. Oh, well. Different generations.
This squirrel was found by somebody or other, who initially took it to a state animal rescue facility. But they wouldn't accept it, saying that returning a human raised squirrel to the wild is virtually impossible, so it would be "better' to "let nature take it's course" which I imagine means dumping the foundling off to die.
So the person who found it, brought it to Elizabeth. She has raised exotic lizards, toads, cats, dogs, and cared for many other animals who were in need. I got my first ferret that way, and I now have Silky Chickens acquired in the same manner.
My daughter is successfully raising this guy, with some rather reluctant help from my son, who has less interest in animals but is good natured enough to be dragooned into my daughter's adventures.
I know squirrels can be raised as pets, because when I was a very little boy, my dad was a high school football coach in South Georgia. One of his players brought him a baby squirrel he found, and my mom raised it .That squirrel lived with us for years and was a great little guy. That was probably more than fifty years ago but I remember him well.
This is an addendum to today's post. I got an email from Google, part of which I am putting below:
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The Google Accounts teamI checked, and it said somebody was logging on to my email account using an I Pad. I don't have one, and wasn't on line at the time they specified. I have no idea if this is some tech glitch, or much ado about nothing. I went through all the hoops and wickets that Google specified (assuming, of course, that this actually was Google) and changed my password. Even so, if anyone gets any bizarre email allegedly from me, I'd appreciate knowing about it.