Two days ago, we discovered the string we used to mark the rows in the garden was going across the yard to the 75′ tree, then straight up the tree. We chuckled – what an unusual sight!
Olde Dog’s Man pulled it down and wrapped it around the remaining ball of string in the garden corner. This evening, the line of string was once again across the yard and straight up the tree to a squirrel’s nest. Not sure why, but evidently the Squirrel had a reason… Need. String.