Happy Father’s Day to all Dads out there. You ARE appreciated!
Images from:
1) Cisco Kid (Bailey the Baby Driver) Mystique’s Chauffeur.
2) TennDon (Cardinal) Papa cardinal still feeding his fledglings. Radnor Lake State Park, Nashville, TN.
3) Tim Buktu (Meisa) Daddy, I love you. Can I have a snackie?
To submit your critter pictures for a future Sunday Critters, please email them to:
INCLUDE:
- A picture you/family/friend took and agree to publish here. NO images found on the internet.
- ‘Critters’ in the subject line.
- Your screen name.
- Your critter’s name (or species, if not your pet).
- Comments about the critter you want to share.
NEEDED: If your picture is for any of the following themes, please name the theme.
6-25 Summer’s Here – Please have your pictures in to me by FRIDAY at NOON. – Summertime pictures of your critters or wild critters enjoying summer.
7-2 Independence Day – Fly, explode, wear the Red, White, and Blue!
7-9 I’m Just A Show Off – You know they want you to pay attention to them.
A wonderful thanks to all who contribute their photos!
Daddy fox.
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I only let the dog drive if I’m drunk.
Nice way to kick off the week.
Thanks, Claudia!
“Kiss my grits dad, I’m driving.”
– Bailey
Happy Father’s Day all!
I love seeing the critters!
MORE CRITTERS!
Happy Father’s Day!
Sweet critters, Claudia 😁
Thanks for the critters!
signed, the real beachmom
When I was recovering from a broken femur I would sit out in the back yard and throw peanutsin the shell out for the squirrels. In a tree on the next street over was a large bluejay nest, and it wasn’t long before they invited themselves to the peanut feast. Then a pair of rose breasted woodpeckers got in on the deal, although the bluejays made them nervous. And finally, a male cardinal that had been watching for quite a while decided to investigate. He had a hard time figuring it out, but he’d sit under a bush while the bluejays cracked open their peanuts and watch and pick up any stray pieces of nut that fell to the ground. Even though he had the wrong kind of beak, he finally figured it out – he would grab a peanut and fly over to a tree stump, put the peanut on the stump and smash it open with his beak. The grackles tried, but gave up early on.