Thursday, May 19, 2011
Get out of my bird feeder AND...
Look, I can deal with him stealing the bird food, but seriously, don't use my roof as a toilet!
It was time for action. We quietly opened the sliding door and Laura took the picture. I took a step out onto the patio and as he was climbing down our tray feeder I pegged him with a baseball. Square in the back! But, it wasn't a full windup. It was more of what I like to call a "dart throw". Accurate for sure, but not much velocity behind it; just like trying to hit the bull's eye. He then started to make a break for the big oak trees adjacent to our garage and I let a fastball rip. I think I hit the fence... it was loud... but definitely not the thud I was hoping for.
Oh, no worries. Two summers ago it was Tom vs. the Chipmunks. This year, the sequel: Tom vs. the Racoon.
Spoiler alert: The summer is just beginning and I will win this battle!