A hunting blind of hostas and violets

Setting herself up in a hunting blind of hostas and violets, Tiny draws a bead on a gray squirrel munching on tasty young samaras high above in the Silver Maple, whose romancing late-winter flowers have been fruitful and multiplied.

Offspring of the feral beauty Sweet Pea -- AKA The Squirrel Slayer -- our own Sweet Tiny Pea and her brother Baby "have slain reckless squirrels at the base of this very tree on occasion," we wrote a few years back, "even as they were constrained by their tethers. Knowing this, the squirrels like to play 'chicken', testing their mettle by taunting the Chelsea Grays."

Comments

[pam]

Tiny is sporting such beautiful luminous eyes this Spring!

I'll have to buy Bree glow-in-the-dark contacts to keep up. ;)

[goomp]

Tiny thy name is concentration.

[Gayle Miller]

That face could launch a thousand smiles of pure ecstasy!

What a gal!

[plum]

I think this is my favorite "Tiny" series evah! If you need/want more gray squirrels - some quite fat and catchable - I will gladly bring them down to Chelsea-by-the-sea! :-)