Bandit made a "squirrel run" yesterday morning. That's what I call it when I look out the kitchen window at the bird feeder on the back porch railing, notice a familiar, very fat grey visitor with a luxurious tail dipping into my...

Bandit's been making new friends lately, under the worst of circumstances. But you couldn't find...

It's usually the sound of a large furry body hitting the patio door in frustration that tips me off to the gopher on the porch. This is the first year we've had him for a visitor. The usual suspects that raid the bird feeders are racoons and a fat...

I like to think that you can find a lot of happiness in small things, and I just bought a big...