The poor little squirrels don't have a chance at our house. Over the last couple of weeks there are three that have passed on to squirrel heaven, all thanks to this vicious killer. . . .
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Yep, that right, the cows water trough. It's been so dry here, and the poor little squirrels try to get a drink and fall in and drown. I found one the other day, and Kade found another this morning. I feel so bad for the cute little animals.
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