The He is a She

For the last week, I've had some close encounters of the squirrel kind.

All along, I thought it was my buddy Barney. But...when this little beauty took my cracker and sat up to eat it...I could see it was not a Barney...it was a Betty. Hmmmmm.

I couldn't get her to take it out of my hand, but she was very comfortable with my presence.

Project update: I've torn down so many door jams and bi-fold doors this week that I am thinking about legally changing my name to Danny Destructo. That way...even if my construction career doesn't go anywhere...I can use the name to become a pro wrassler.

I think we're going North for the weekend, where we will be without phone service and internet. Just like the old days.