It just may be the end of friggin days and not a moment too soon!

I was back in my yard again and watering the plants this morning.

I was by the fig tree, spying the fruit and getting ready to make my approach... The tree sits a few feet from the wall that divides the properties.

The concrete block wall is the 'highway' for cats that use it to get back and forth! I have to runch down because I am a little taller than the wall and do not want to alert the neighbors that I am harvesting their tree.

The branches are on my side to technically, the fruit can be picked, but I don't want to tick them off and maybe have them trim the tree branches off the wall.

I approach the wall and see two scarab beetles buzzing around the area!

AHA!

THey won't sneak up on me now!

I slowly reach toward the closet branch and the effing thing almost EXPLODES in a flurry of activity, I take about three steps back and try to figure out what just happened.

It might have been a feral cat but all my pals are on the poch and this thing was JUMPING down along the top of the fenceline toward the street.

I took a step around the camper and realized it was a squirrel!!!!

I guess we both scared the crap out of each other - good thing I went to the BR before I went out there!!!

A few days bak I noticed a huge fig that had been halfway eaten and I thought my competition was a bird!!!!!

This is the end of days...........Not only are insects scaring the poop outta me, Now, I am competing for food with squirrels.