The gutter is making noise outside the bedroom of Brat. And he wakes me up at 04:00AM. He wanted to go outside and unclog the noisy gutter. He then proceeded to head downstairs to wake the bio-units from sleep, only to decide later on he better not work on the roof without sufficient daylight.
If only he moved his bed away from against that one wall, he not only reduces the repeated dripping sound from the gutter but he also complies with the feng shui arrangement for a bedroom. I’ve told him to try sleeping in the unoccupied guest room but he went back to sleep in his own bedroom.
I suspect the squirrels have been stuffing their walnuts down the gutters again and causing the backup of leaves and debris that makes for these rhythmic poundings against the psyche of Brat. I love squirrels and watching them play in our backyard makes a short moment of simple pleasure.
They would skitter along the top of our wooden fence, climb stealthily down the post and flick their tails back and forth to test both air and the various plants in their containers, which either hang up in our fruit trees or sit down on cement below or on structure holding the orchids of Maw.
They would dig their noses here and there and find their cache of food, which are those walnuts again. The patches of holes in the lawn and the scattered dirt on the ground are clear signs that the squirrels have been digging in and around our backyard to store their foodstuff.
There is no winning the battles against nature. Squirrels are no doubt the cutest and hardiest rodents I’ve seen that have learned to adapt to the outdoor conditions of our backyard.
Either Paw or I would fill the miniature bird bath with fresh tap water: dragging the garden hose, spraying down the residue left over from birds swimming earlier and waiting for our outdoor friends.
The squirrels drink from this birdbath while small brown birds bathe, jumping and shaking feathers and splashing altogether with as many as a dozen at one time until the bigger blue jays come swooping down to claim fair share of water.
All we need are those friendly, bushy-tailed, beady-eyed little squirrels to disseminate their little gifts of tasty walnuts at those electronic trees that do no justice to the aesthetics our neighbors.
And the walnuts that didn’t have the chance to grow would become tall trees for other little walnuts that once clog up our gutters. Maybe then Brat will be able to sleep well at nights knowing these little gifting critters have done their jobs well for all of us.
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