Sometimes I think the Universe has a weird sense of humor and I just have to laugh. No siriusly, if I didn’t laugh I’d probably cry.
What I mean is, it seems like I just get one thing ironed out and another wrinkle appears.
As long time readers may recall last year we struggled with Delilah chasing leaves. In fact, in one memorable adventure I wound up on my back in the road because Delilah thought a leaf was worth chasing. (From my point of view, it wasn’t.)
In the fictional story of Chicken Little a chicken is hit on the head with an acorn and starts a real fuss about the sky falling. Now I was told that chickens were smart, so it seems to me this little chicken would do some kind of investigating, like maybe look up into the sky and see if a big ole’ chunk was missing, but she doesn’t. Instead she engages a myriad of other animals and together they all rush off to tell the King the horrible news that the sky is falling.
I know, what the hell does a chicken have to do with my blog?
We’ve had some lovely fall weather. I can’t complain, but the acorns, the acorns are intense this year. I’d go so far as to say, it’s raining acorns and has been for at least the past month.
Smashed, cracked or whole, we have acorns.
We either don’t have enough squirrels in our area, or that little bastards aren’t doing their jobs, because we are practically swimming in acorns.
Sometimes it seems like the sky IS falling, and my own chicken little doesn’t understand that they are in fact acorns that are falling to the ground and rolling down the street.
When we step into the woods the first thing we hear is an acorn falling. We stop, the dogs stare at the spot in the general vicinity of where they heard the noise.
It sounds like someone’s there.
I heard it too, it’s an acorn, I say.
Remember in the Wizard of Oz how the trees pitched apples at Dorothy and the Scarecrow? It’s like that, except it’s acorns not apples and the trees aren’t actually pitching them at us.
Oh and it’s not just the woods. We have oak trees all around us, all up and down our street.
Sometimes they bounce off the roof or the deck and scare the hell out of you.
And then of course, there are the times when they drop 10 feet in front of you and start rolling and Chicken Little drags you across the street as you’re screaming, “It’s an acorn!”
Yeah, sometimes the Universe makes me laugh, but don’t tell her I said that. 😉
I’m glad I’m not the only one with a dog on high alert due to crap falling from the sky – for us it’s black walnuts, and those suckers hurt when they land on you. There’s an insane amount this year, I spent about 4 hours getting them ready to be cured (still in progress) and three days later there’s still just as many on the damn ground. But after all the work that goes into getting those damned walnuts out I have a new sympathy for what squirrels go through – now only if we could get them doing their damned jobs a little better.
That is so funny! My dogs would be looking for the squirrels! They think that everything that is dropped by trees are actually dropped by squirrels! 😀
Acorns are dangerous! Gramma’s neighborhood has a ton of them. Last year Mom wasn’t paying attention, Bailie and I lunged after a squirrel, Mom tried to get her footing and one was on acorns, could just as well have been wheels. Bam…down she went and then to help, we tackled her. It was a mess, no injuries just some dirt on the pants. Bailie wants to eat those acorns too, so Mom is not a fan of acorn season.
Acorns are one thing, but at least you don’t have buckeye trees. Those thing are giant. Would not want to get beaned by one of those.
We have a lot of acorns too this year up at the cabin. Good for the deer but we have to keep the dogs (Storm) from eating them.
Sometimes the Universe is a little mean, kind of like Don Rickles, but at the end of the acorn, it’s all good. P.S. I’d happily ship you dozens of squirrels if you need them-just say the word. I’m sure they’d LOVE your little chunks of falling sky. 😉
Some of our trees hurl large pine cones at us. We would welcome your sissy acorns.
To our dogs it must seem!
That’s so funny. Don’t you wish dogs could understand English?
Worse than an acorn (by far) I had a caterpillar fall out of a tree the other day and land on my boob. I about had a freakin’ heart attack! I was totally doing the Muppet-arms-flail. Hopefully no one saw me…
I always want to eat acorns. Mom says they’re poison. I think “poison” means, “Keep moving.”
Love and licks,
Cupcake
LOL, sounds like you may have an acorn problem? hahahaha!
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We don’t happen to have a lot of oak trees in our area, but I have heard where there are tons of acorns this year. It’s been a weird summer for stuff like that. We have a few apple trees around and there are TONS of apples on every tree! Our yard by the trees is just littered with them!
Someone said all this might mean it’s going to be a hard winter…I sure hope they’re wrong about that!
OMD! Too funny! We have 2 oak trees that drop their acorns all year long – or so it seems – the yard is covered in them sometimes. But most times it’s the little tree rats throwing them at us! LOL
What I would give to see you out and about on a walk!
You need to wear a hard hat when you walk now.
I can just picture her reaction to an acorn hitting the road in front of you! lol