A Lazy Day by Freeda Baker Nichols

Up a tree

Up a tree

In red oak tree eating acorns

In red oak tree eating acorns

Couger, the cat, watches

Cougar, the cat, watches

Across the limbs of the red oak into the post oak and down to the ground

Across the limbs of the red oak into the post oak and down to the ground

Couger arrives at the post oak too late

Cougar arrives at the post oak too late

The squirrel escapes to the nearby woods and Twister just thinks, "Ho hum, it's a lazy day."

The squirrel escapes to the nearby woods and Twister just thinks, “Ho hum, it’s a lazy day.”

Kippy, the Squirrel and Cougar, the Kitten

I'm Kippy the Squirrel.  I think I'll go for a walk.

I’m Kippy the Squirrel. I think I’ll go for a walk.

Oops! There's Cougar the cat! I think I will run!

Oops! There’s Cougar the cat! I think I will run!

Hurry, Tree!  Come closer to me! Cougar's too near, I fear.

Hurry, Tree! Come closer to me! Cougar’s too near, I fear.

I made it up the hickory tree. Safe as I can be.

I made it up the hickory tree. Safe as I can be.

What do I do now?

What do I do now?

Cougar stopped below.  I don't know why.

Cougar stopped below. I don’t know why.

I know what I'll do.  I will wait right here. There's only one way down from the tree.

I know what I’ll do. I will wait right here. There’s only one way down from the tree.

Kippy and the Doves

A visitor for lunch!

A visitor for lunch!

Kippy came at lunchtime
in the middle of the day.
The doves were kind and gentle–
he decided he would stay.

He ate their meager offering–
leftovers from the grain.
His lunch was quite yummy
and took away his hunger pain.

Now when Kippy climbs
out on an oak tree limb,
he watches over gentle doves
who were so kind to him.

© Copyright, Freeda Baker Nichols

Out on a Limb

Squirrel rests after eating all that corn.

Squirrel rests after eating all that corn.

Today, a little squirrel came here to eat.
Across his back, he curled his tail of gray
and then he jumped into the feeding tray.
He sat and held the corn with his front feet
and ate his fill before he climbed a tree.
He scampered up the oak as if to play
but rested on the limb contentedly.

c Copyright, 2013, Freeda Baker Nichols