We've got some new additions to our family. We now have two gorgeous baby kittens living with us. One is black with some brown stripes and the other is orange. Big BK named them, the black one is called Banana, the other Butterscotch. The B names work with our overall naming theme but that is purely coincidental. The boys love them to death. I mean, they're probably going to kill them from loving them so much. Literally. Especially the baby boy. He really loves the kittens.
Last week we were outside, walking around in our yard, pushing the boys on their swings. Near the base of one of the trees in front was a freshly dug hole. We decided it was probably the neighbor's dog. "I" had told us that the dogs couldn't resist digging up dirt when they smelled it. We assumed it was them. Until the next day. Hubby looked out the window and we discovered the culprit. It was a woodpecker. I thought that was extremely unusual, a woodpecker digging a hole in the ground. And it was a pretty deep hole. I've tried but have never been able to get a picture of it working. My Big BK thought to help him out a little bit so he took his kid-sized shovel and dug all of the loose dirt out. Then he stuck his head in the hole. That kind of grossed me out as I assumed the woodpecker was actually digging for something beneath the ground.
This is what the woodpecker looked like.
Just kidding. This is really what he looked like.
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