I couldn't resist sharing my morning with you all...
As I was leaving for work this morning I noticed something wrong in our swimming pool. A big, brown wad of something sticking out of the skimmer basket in the wall of the pool. As I got closer, I saw that the wad was FURRY. I was very sad for whatever got in there, but I also thought...OK...this is my limit...no WAY I'm cleaning a dead animal out of the pool. I'm calling Daddy!
I figured I should at least move whatever it was out of the skimmer basket, though, so I went in the garage and got a broom. I poked at the fur, and it didn't move. I poked a little harder...and it flinched.
Not having a clue what to do at this point, I went around to the skimmer, carefully got a hold of the lid, and jumped back as far as I could with the lid in my hand. A pair of little eyes stared up at me...blinked a time or two...then DARTED out of the skimmer and up a tree.
I don't think I'd seen that squirrel before (though it's hard to identify them when they're soaking wet), so I've named him "Splash". I don't know how he got in there. The only thing I can figure is that he fell out of the tree into the pool and tried to get out through the skimmer.
Poor fellow...I'm so glad he was still alive!!!
As I was leaving for work this morning I noticed something wrong in our swimming pool. A big, brown wad of something sticking out of the skimmer basket in the wall of the pool. As I got closer, I saw that the wad was FURRY. I was very sad for whatever got in there, but I also thought...OK...this is my limit...no WAY I'm cleaning a dead animal out of the pool. I'm calling Daddy!
I figured I should at least move whatever it was out of the skimmer basket, though, so I went in the garage and got a broom. I poked at the fur, and it didn't move. I poked a little harder...and it flinched.
Not having a clue what to do at this point, I went around to the skimmer, carefully got a hold of the lid, and jumped back as far as I could with the lid in my hand. A pair of little eyes stared up at me...blinked a time or two...then DARTED out of the skimmer and up a tree.
I don't think I'd seen that squirrel before (though it's hard to identify them when they're soaking wet), so I've named him "Splash". I don't know how he got in there. The only thing I can figure is that he fell out of the tree into the pool and tried to get out through the skimmer.
Poor fellow...I'm so glad he was still alive!!!