Normally I enjoy having large trees in my yard. Of course, when the leaves start to fall, then I do not like them as much. Leaves, however, are not quite as bad as acorns. True, the acorns are smaller than the oak leaves. But, when a leaf hits the roof or awning, it does not make quite the same impact as a falling acorn. Similarly, when leaves hit me on the head, it is only a minor distraction. An acorn, landing squarely on the head, is quite different.

Unfortunately, I had the agony of experiencing an acorn clubbing me. As typical, Rachel and I had let the dogs out of the house so that they could do their business. The impact only worsened my mild headache, but fortunately left no permanent damage (that I am aware). The squirrels, who I was cursing at the time, were not so lucky.

We were about to let the dogs in when we heard a small crash followed by some whimpering. We went to investigate, but the dogs beat us to the crash site. Kara, holding a semi-conscious squirrel in her mouth, led the dogs in a joyful romp around the yard. So far, it is Dogs 3, Squirrels 0. Typically called pests, I still enjoy the squirrels’ presence and am sorry for the loss. One would hope that the squirrels would learn not to chew the branches they are standing on.

Tagline for today: "I like to reminisce with people I don't know." - Steven Wright