We have a ground squirrel that climbs up our clothes line and eats the bird seed out of the feeder. (you can see him on top of the pole) The girls have since named him Mr. Chubby Cheeks. Gracie chased him up the pole the other day and then spent a descent amount of time tormenting him from the ground.

She decided that climbing the pole would be the best way to get to Mr. Chubby Cheeks and I have to say she made a good go of it.


Then Maddy came out and told Mr. Chubby Cheeks that it was time for him to stop eating the bird seed.


Shortly after this Gracie shook the pole and Mr. Chubby Cheeks took a flying leap to the ground and ran to safety. I sure he felt this was a near death experience:o)