I'm starting to feel like Bill Murray in the movie Caddie Shack!  There is this one darn squirrel that keeps getting into the chicken shack and eating their lay mash.  I trapped him the other day but he escaped when I tossed him to Bart, our not so reliable Rat Terrier...guess he prefers rats!

Yesterday, I saw that squirrel again, this time racing from the shack toward a large pile of rocks by the dry pond.  He rested in the perfect position, had I only had a pellet rifle with me.  Instead, I ...
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