Who Says We Don't Have A Pet?

Meet Buddy.

He's our adopted pet squirrel. We've watched him grow for the past nine months or so, thanks to the food the girls put out on the deck. Thursday morning, Veronica came down for breakfast, grabbed a bucket of peanuts and said, "Buddy. Breakfast."

For the most part, Buddy enjoys all kinds of leftovers or peanuts we put out there. Sometimes, his friends even join in the feast.

And he's not the only animal we have roaming the backyard. Last night, Dad scared a gardener snake out of its hiding place in our yard as he was mowing. The girls chased it and tried to capture it. (Eeewww!)