This morning, Bobby Dangerously and I motored up the creek with the barge to haul some lumber. Along the way, we noticed a Great Blue Heron perched on a tree branch at the shoreline. While we admired this stately and elegant bird, another creature appeared. Behind the heron, the face of a baby raccoon peeked out from the opening of a hollow tree. We would not have noticed the raccoon had we not already been looking at the heron.

In the late afternoon, relaxing on the deck after a refreshing dip in the river, I noticed water dripping from the mulberry tree. Looking up to see the source, I saw a squirrel urinating from a branch high in the tree. I couldn’t help but wonder if this wasn’t aimed at me. Earlier in the day, I washed mulberries from the deck with the fire hose. I also sprayed the hose into the tree branches to knock down loose berries, knowing that the squirrel was somewhere in the treetop. Is it possible that the urinating squirrel was retaliating for the hosing it received?