Changyuraptor One ~ Tree Rat Zero

Oh I am traumatized, I am traumatized for life.  I have post partum depression.  No that is not right I have post-traumatic stress disorder .  Yep that is what I, Sweet William The Scot, have.   I am having nightmares and flashbacks. It all happen last Friday on our evening walk.   

Yep Lee and I were just enjoying the cool evening and I spotted a squirrel, a tree rat.

He was tormenting me running along inside of the fence and playing around the tall cedars.

Then it happened.  It was a prehistoric flying reptile, a Changyuraptor swooped down.  Oh it was horrible.  The thing had big claws and was breathing fire.  I kid you not.  It swooped and grabbed Mr. Squirrel with the worst screeching noise I ever heard. 

Lee just stood there with her mouth open.  What the devil woman close your mouth that prehistoric flying reptile could rip your tongue out.
 

Well we were watching it go higher and higher into the heavens, when suddenly Mr. Squirrel seemed to be getting closer to us again.  Oh good grief Mr. Squirrel is coming to earth he is a flying projectile.  And his trajectory is us.  I am yelling at Lee "RUN RUN".  Lee just stands like a stiff in disbelief not moving.

 

Darn Mr. Squirrel hit hard.  Right in front of my eyes.  Right between Lee and me.  Mr. Squirrel was not making a come back.  Yep he just lay there on his back looking up kind of peaceful.

Even I a tree rat hater from way back felt sorry for the poor bloke.  I did not even have the heart to sniff him. 

Look how he landed paws outstretched like he was trying to catch a tree. Look at the size of those nuts.  He was not subjected to a bubblectomy!  Uhhh Mr. Squirrel put your lipstick back in for the photo O.K.

I wanted to say Karma is a bitch but I am to sweet to say anything that mean.

 

I pulled on my leash and told Lee lets get the heck out of here.

And for the sake of my life if I am grabbed by that monster hold on to my leash Lee for dear life. 

 

In 1979, Ohio hit its low point with only four nesting pairs of bald eagles in the state.

In the early 1990s, officials with the Ohio Division of Wildlife thought that 50 pairs of nesting bald eagles would be a great success in Ohio.

In 2012 the report included 213 pairs with an estimated 321 young, and at this point they don’t know how high the numbers may go.

There has been spotting of a pair in the EAST END and we live on the east side of Cincinnati.

We just saw a Bald Eagle and Lee was to stupefied to get the photo shot.
But Lee took a photo shot of the dead squirrel. 

A symbol of the United States, the bald eagle is beautiful and inspiring.

Yep it inspired me to hold on to Terra firma  good old "solid earth".

Thanks for being a friend

Traveling down the road and back again

Your heart is true and your a friend of mine

Signing Off 

Sweet William The Scot

Pssssss ~ We went to a rose show last week but we were not allowed to take pictures.  It was the end of the day and one displayer gave us two roses.  The rose in the center front is the most beautiful one we have ever seen.  Why it looks like silk.  It has no smell though.