I'm not very happy with the racoons that live in our old growth fir trees. This was my sweet little Mrs. Santa holding a garland and smiling out at the world.
Those little stinkers not only tore her hat off, they pulled all the stuffing out of her head!!! This is worst than the Scarecrow of Oz, whose straw could be replaced when it fell out. Mrs. Santa's head was ripped apart and her hat torn to shreds.
The Hubster informs me it was more likely the squirrels that did the damage, since the polyester fiberfill makes for cozy nests.
Never a dull moment. I went to Lynden today to visit my favorite thrift store, and had to take all of the high roads. The drainage ditches were all overflowing, and most of the houses had waterfront property. It continues to rain, though the threat of the river flooding seems to have subsided.
It amazes me to see you all on the other side of the country suffering from blizzards and cold. It was only a few weeks ago we were in the same situation. I knew we were in for it this winter.
Well, time to leave for "Kept In Stitches".