the hubs came home, i called our homeowners insurance, etc. they told me to take pictures, have the tree removed and an adjuster would follow up (he'll be here this afternoon). yesterday the tree guy i had called a few months ago to give us an estimate on the tree out back that is covering the septic tank came out and gave us an estimate on the fallen tree. we decided to do both trees (he gave us a discount) and be done w/ it.
the girl, whose bedroom window was inches away from the fallen tree in the front yard, slept through almost all of this. the woodchipper was outside her window and she slept through it. when she did get up and discovered the squirrel baby situation she went .....ah...batshit crazy is a good description. by this time i'd reached one rescuer and left a message w/ them. i was waiting for a call back. the girl wanted to do SOMETHING. help the babies. do SOMETHING. i had no idea what to do. the hubs had been here most of the time, watching the felling, and the squirrel situation. he eventually had to go to work. the girl fumed and glared. i was sick. really just wanted to curl into a bawl and sleep. the girl was persistant. she googled how to care for orphaned baby squirrels, much like she did with the baby birds this spring.
i miss our backyard tree. we still have tons of trees out there, but.....the yard has a different feel to it now. i miss our tree.
we'll miss this tree. that's the dog kennel under the tree, our house is out of the shot to the left, the checkerboard pavers are at the edge of our patio.