For the past few days, Zeke has been in hell. His nemesis has returned after a summer elsewhere. As you can see from the picture, the source of his hell is the pileated woodpecker. This is the same woodpecker that last year would wake me every summer morning at about 6am. He is an absolute and total pain in the ass.I'm not sure what Zeke thinks is going on but he either thinks it's a thunderstorm (and thus the world must be coming to an end since it's beautiful out) or he thinks there's some sort of war going on outside our house - with a single soldier firing at will with his machine gun.
Unfortunately, I don't see this particular woodpecker up and leaving since I'm sure he's attracted to the dead trees that pepper our landscaping. In the meantime, Zeke is a shaking, nervous wreck and is constantly under my feet. I can see in his eyes, he's hatching a plan - possibly to round up the cats in the neighborhood and have a good old fashioned round of whoop ass.
Needless to say, I'll be happy when this particular Woody the Pecker finds another tree to nest in.
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4 comments:
Looks like you need a gun.
You've got a couple to spare; Zeke would be very appreciative!
I know Charlie does. But I was thinking maybe Jeffrey could trap him and eat him.
He'd be happy to but he's too scared to get out from under my feet to venture anywhere outside when Woody's around.
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