The Black Friday part of the Friday after Thanksgiving is of little to no importance to the two little ol’ dogs known as Munchie & Wussy, aka The Lady & The Tramp. It’s not that they don’t like a good deal, but stores just don’t think deals on things like dog food & treats are all that enticing to the Black Friday crowds. And great sales on large screen tvs or luggage just aren’t enticing to Pekes & Shihtoodles. I’m always threatening to set Munchie & her luggage out on the curb when she becomes an insufferable diva, but she’s called my bluff too many times for her to be interested in a designer carry-on.
Black Friday is enticing to me because I love to people-watch. And Black Friday at the Walmart Superstore in the village is one of the best reality tv shows around.
So to keep Munchie & Wussy amused, I put a big fat pumpkin at the very bottom of a big fat elm tree that sits outside one of our picture windows. When I came home from Walmart, I snapped a few pics.
The squirrel couldn’t decide. Eat or plant. Plant or eat. Decisions, decisions. Instant gratification or planning for winter survival.
To humans, these pics might be boring. To The Lady & The Tramp, this was a good Black Friday morning. They would’ve thought it an excellent morning if there hadn’t been glass between them & that squirrel.
In the pic above & below, the scar shows on the left from where the elm was struck by lightning 20 years ago. The trunk was split vertically almost completely from top to bottom. The split was wide enough to easily see the world thru the split. The arboretum looked at photos & told me that it could be cabled, which would weaken the tree, thus they didn’t recommend it. Or it could be left alone to see if it healed of it’s own devices. A ‘the Lord helps those who help themselves’ kind of thing, I guess. Which they recommended, which is what I did since I’m no arborist nor do I play one on TV. The split closed up totally. It does leak sap in the spring, but so far that hasn’t seemed to harm it any. And the black of the burn can still be seen. But, after 20 years so far, the squirrels still have a home way up high.