I have been seeing signs of them for weeks now. The tell tale signs of those little prehistoric looking critters that leave trails of dirt and holes throughout our yard. Their work is done in the night, in the dark where they will not been seen, but there is no mistaken that they have surely been here.
Then, in broad daylight I saw them! Not just one, or two . . . . but three!
Armadillos!
They were hard at work and they seemed oblivious to my even being there.
They were digging holes faster than I could snap a picture, then they would move a little and dig some more.
I tried to shoo them off, but they would not budge.
I followed them around for a few minutes, then left them to their business.
And I swear . . . one little guy even stopped long enough to pose for me.
He gives to the beast its food, and to the young ravens that cry. Psalm 147:9
The Portion of my Inheritance 
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