Well, actually, it's acorns. A hundred thousand acorns waking me up at 3:00 in the morning when they fall from my backyard oak tree, ping off the roof and then roll down and hit the patio. Pow! It sounds like a driving range around here. And we don't even want to talk about what they do to bare feet. Ow!
They were like this last year, too. I did a little research and found out that every seven years or so, acorns reproduce like little pink bunnies and absolutely cover the earth with their round cuteness.
I also read that tons of acorns means a very cold winter ahead. Don't like that. If that's the case, Warner Robins better buy up all the bread and milk NOW.
Just wait until all the leaves fall. As for the acorns, your squirrels will enjoy them and store them for the winter. take care.
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