Our garage

Jonathan and I kept thinking that the automatic lights over the garage were broken. One works perfectly whenever we drive up in the car, but the other one flicks on and off all day and night. We figured it was the sensor and made plans to fix it. Then we saw Simcha and Osher glued to the bathroom window, which overlooks the backyard. What were they looking at, you ask? At the multiple squirrels playing on the garage roof. And at the birds in the tree adjacent to the roof, which keep flitting and flying right in front of the light sensor and turning it on.

To me, this is wildlife.