My boss was at a meeting this morning, so it provided the perfect opportunity to meander a little more than usual, like I do on weekends. The wind was blowing like crazy, the prelude to what will be another rainy weekend … and beyond. At least it won’t be a total soaker – just a few thunderstorms and intermittent rain over the weekend, but all the way through Tuesday.
I decided to bring treats for my furry friends at the Park since I may not show up at the regular “feeding time” for a few days – this morning’s treat was “Nutter Butter” cookies. You may know the full-sized sandwich cookies by their peanut shape and the smooth peanut butter which holds them together. Well, the last time I went grocery shopping, Meijer had a huge display of all types of bite-sized treats in plastic to-go cups, so I decided to get “Nutter Butter Bites” for the squirrels.
My long-time followers will remember last year when I introduced peanut M&Ms to Parker, my favorite squirrel at Council Point Park. Sure, he was dubious as to whether those candy-coated morsels were edible, or something just to push around with the tip of his nose. You can see his impressions and my photos in last year’s post: https://lindaschaubblog.net/2017/07/20/just-for-kicks/
I do aim to please my furry pals, as well as see if I can eke out a photo opportunity, however, I took back-up peanuts just in case these peanut butter cookies didn’t hold any appeal.
I tossed out a few Nutter Butter Bites to Parker who pounced on them immediately.
How about a few more treats?
He sat holding each one in his front paws, nibbling with dainty bites, much like a small child would eat a cookie.
Parker enjoyed one cookie by prying it apart and licking out the peanut butter (sometimes the preferred way to enjoy an Oreo.)
My furry friend finished both of them, then came begging for more.
I tossed out a few more, then some of his friends, no doubt detecting the scent of peanut butter in the wind, showed up and surrounded me as well.
I was happy to accommodate.
I went along on my walk with a cup of cookies in each pocket, tossing them to my furry pals along the way. I took my time on my trek, returning a second and third time on the same loop, to make sure I had everyone covered. No need to pull out a single peanut from my Ziploc package. I used up all my cookies so I decided it was time to head home.
I left Council Point Park with a warm-and-fuzzy feeling, and arrived home with 5 ½ miles walked, but, while having coffee and a snack afterward, I turned on the radio and heard the news … it quickly put a tarnish on my sunny disposition.