I love it but I could do without the giant fart sound it makes on the third push?
I *always* call it the fart machine!
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I love it but I could do without the giant fart sound it makes on the third push?
I *always* call it the fart machine!
It's like that one super-fat squirrel by the Vietnam Memorial in Washington that would run up to people expecting to be fed about 14 years ago. His utter lack of fear paid off in lots of popcorn and other treats.
Is it wrong that I think squirrels are cute?
Not at all. You can have mine. They wear bandanas and exchange gang signs while they steal our tomatoes in order to take a bite and then drop the rest on us.
Oh, I am sure mine cause damage. But they're still cute to me. Just like those terrible racoons. I know they're little thieving rascals but I think they're ridiculously adorable anyway.
When I spent a month at the Huntington Library and eating in their outdoor cafe, it wasn't the squirrels so much as the damned sparrows who would dive bomb the table and carry off part of your lunch.
Our squirrels and I have come to an agreement, I give them peanuts and sunflower seeds and they run from the old cd's that are hanging in the peach tree, so we actually get peaches. So far we are at a stalemate over the strawberries.
Ooooh, they're scared of the reflections on the cds? That's brilliant!!
Ooooh, they're scared of the reflections on the cds?
Ours are, but they also fall in the pond, so I'm guessing they aren't the sharpest of squirrels.
While we were looking out the window a falcon landed in the tree and commenced to tearing the shit out of something rodent shaped. This squirrel walked right out on the branch to get a better look.
Well, the falcon already had a meal.
I have a bird feeder where the squirrel weight trips a lever that shuts off food access. It doesn't fling the squirrels away, but watching them try and fail to get to the food gives my cat something to do.
So I got out my laptop to read up on some financial information I need for tonight's board meeting so that I could legitimately be pissy about other people who come to these meetings unprepared and make them run long.
That was half an hour ago. I'm...caught up in Natter. And Facebook. And the first paragraph of that article about Angry Birds.
It's possible my brother's not the only one in the family with ADD. You know, maybe.