‘Holy survival of the fittest’ at feeder

The author’s wife, Cindy, is looking out the large window that overlooks our back yard.

“In a minute, I’m going to throw a rock at you, a rock,” she says.

Ff course, she’s talking to a squirrel; more specifically, a squirrel that must be getting into the author’s bird feeder. He knows, too, that the squirrel is ignoring her. “I don’t think they understand English,” Cindy says.

And so it goes.

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