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Chippy and Chipper

Chippy and Chipper, playing in my yard; a hoard of blueberries surround tiny hole near my garage door; Chipper pops out and lightening dashes for my pear trees... a pause says, "hello"... the foraging resumes and the morning ritual has begun.

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/31/2022 3:50:00 AM

My husband says that the squirrels at the back of our vegetable garden come out of the woods, go into the garden and get green apples, then eat a bite or two and leave them behind. I don't think they have found the blueberries yet. I guess they would destroy them by trying to eat them green. I enjoyed reading your work. Way to go. Thanks for your visits to my page. Sara

M. L. Kiser
Date: 2/4/2022 12:10:00 PM

I think squirrels will eat anything green. I saw one digging yesterday beneath a pear tree; I think he was looking for the rest of one that he'd bitten into. For a couple of years, I've watched the squirrels out there knocking down pears and carting them off. They'll knock of a dozen, take one away; I run out there and pick up the rest, while they're gone. If I don't, I don't get any. Thanks for stopping by Sara.