'Twas a lively in my yard last night. I can tell by the tracks in the snow.

I dragged the trash bucket down to the curb at 7:00 this morning before it was all the way light (in my opinion, anyway) then came back out with the camera.
Kitsu wanted to help me outside until I started dragging the can.

I don't mind if the mule deer prune my shrubs. I sympathize with any critter hungry enough to eat juniper.

I suspect the little leaping critter is a squirrel and it lives in my shed. That would explain the holes in the bird seed bags.

I like tree rats, they're welcome to some bird seed, even if the Engineer does gripe about sunflower seed shells on the shed floor.
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