Thank you for all the kind birthday wishes! I had a great day and hope you did too, doing something you love, quilty or otherwise! :)
I am grateful for another trip around the sun....
One of the best gifts was a "mystery solved"... If you haven't read Chapter 1 of the "Stumpy" story, read it here before proceeding.. we'll wait for you...
Stumpy IS the thief!! I watched him with my own little eyes.. yes I'm older and so are my eyes, but they're still pretty sharp. Ollie and Hubby were here to witness it too - we watched our "darling little Stumpy" (ha!) shimmy down the one remaining hook, and feast on the suet ball.
Then the little glutton decided he should haul it off to his lair where I can only assume the other hook and suet ball now reside... He flexed his little rodent muscles and yanked and pulled, trying to get the mesh bag off the hook.
When that didn't work, he thought "Well I'll just have to take the whole thing, just like last time" (yes, I could pretty much read his thoughts) so he continued tugging until he had freed the hook and all from the crook of the tree.
I had been snapping photos up 'til this point, enjoying his acrobatics and gymnastic prowess, but as soon as he actually got it free (I could hardly believe my eyes!) I set down the camera and ran, hollering, out the deck door -"drop that hook you little thief!" He only took a few more steps in the snow before he gave it up and scurried up the next closest tree, and I'm fairly sure he was swearing at me in "Squirrel-speak". Don't kid yourself, I had a few choice words for him too... Soooo, I'm feeling pretty confident that my earlier accusation was correct, Stumpy is the thief. Now I just have to find his lair and retrieve the booty... the hunt is on!
Peace,
Linda
"Let us never know what old age is. Let us know the happiness time brings, not count the years."
~ Ausonius
