Animal Invasions

It's no secret that I am not much of an animal person. I don't have pets and I make no apologies for it.

That's why this morning seemed so odd, as if someone was trying to tell me something.

It all started in the early hours of the morning as I was waiting for Mr. B to catch his bus...

THIS little critter tried not once, but twice to get into my garage.

And THIS is what I chased him away with (perhaps I'm more of my mother's daughter than I once thought ;o)

I'm sure it was quite a scene...one that probably left Mr. B thinking his mom was a weird, broom-wielding lunatic.

Later, as I drove Miss Monkey the short 5-minute drive to daycare to catch her morning bus, I passed two deer standing in the middle of the road. "Wow momma! Did you see that? They just jumped OVER that fence!"

On my way to work I proceeded to drive by four honking geese...three barking dogs...two dead skunks...one black squirrel (It's about now that I feel like breaking into song...And. A. Partridge. In. A. Pear. Tree.)

It's like I was experiencing my own animal invasion...and it sorta weirds me out a little.

And no. I don't take this as a sign that I need to get a pet ;o)