Do y’all remember this post: https://shellierushingtomlinson.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/do-i-look-like-charlie-brown/ where I asked if I looked like Charlie Brown? Well, the madness continues. I’m beginning to think I’m lost in a Peanuts cartoon strip.
If you’re a regular around the ATS porch, you know that one of my daily duties is to play tennis with Dixie Belle, AKA the Squirrel Patrol Czar.
I have long since given up merely throwing her ball. I discovered that actually clocking it with my tennis racket sends it further and wears her out faster. 🙂 I’m smart like that.
Well, over the past couple of years, Dixie and I have lost a half dozen balls to this tennis ball eating pine tree in our backyard. These instances tend to happen when it has been just long enough since the last time for me to forget about this certain tree’s evil tendencies. Wham– before I realize it, I have sent that ball sailing towards this tree with Dixie happily bounding in that direction. No sooner than the ball leaves my racket, I’m thinking, “Oh, no…here we go again.” I really should take a picture of Dixie’s face when this happens and her ball literally disappears in mid-air, but I think you can imagine her puzzlement. At least I caught the tree in the act this time. The trusty Iphone and I were able to manuever into a position where I could zoom in and see it resting in the tree’s clutches. I’ve provided y’all with a handy dandy arrow.
I remember the first time it happened. I thought it was a fluke, but now– six or seven balls later, there’s no getting around it. We have a bully on our hands.
Have y’all ever heard of any such craziness as a tennis ball eating tree?! And, better yet– what well-known Peanuts scenario should I be concerned about snagging me next?