white snows.
With night coming early,
and dawn coming late,
and ice in the bucket, and frost on
the gate.
The fires burn and the kettle sing,
The fires burn and the kettle sing,
and earth sinks to rest until next spring."
~Elizabeth Coatsworth~
My little squirrel friend Skippy left the shelter of his pine tree this morning to pay us a
visit.... and also indulge in breakfast. I enjoy watching Skippy's morning antics as does Winslow.
Unbeknown to Skippy he has become an intricate part of Winslow Homer's healthily living program. Monday we had our weekly visit at the veterinarians office. I am afraid I had placed my expectations to high. Winslow once again had lost weight.... two ounces.... his blood sugar level at 500. Needless to say I had hoped for better news. Yet again I was reassured that this scenario might be the routine for awhile.... his insulin was adjusted. Now.... there are some days when Winslow Homer is rather quite.... which is highly unusual for my feisty little dog. Enter Skippy the squirrel. If I mutter the word "squirrel".... spell the word "s-q-u-i-r-r-e-l" or now say the name "Skippy" Winslow's ears perk up and he is off on the run....out the door just as fast as his little legs will take him. Skippy of course always reaches the safety of his pine tree and Winslow Homer quietly sits below now on "squirrel duty". This is a good thing.... this is the Winslow Homer we know and love. So this evening I just want to offer a big THANK YOU to Skippy the squirrel.... I will make sure Santa leaves a special treat for you....peanuts....suet....anything your little heart desires.