but the bluejays would harass and dive bomb our cat whenever she went outside
Bluejays used to dive bomb my first dog, a collie/husky/spaniel mix, and he learned to snap them right out of the air. Then the cat would eat the bluejay. There was a pile of blue feathers on the deck frequently.
We used to speculate that the Vanderbilt squirrels, isolated on a tree-filled campus surrounded by lethal streets. They had no fear. Once I was between a tree and the garbage can a squirrel was jumping to. The squirrel landed in my cleavage.
2-Storey Snow Sculpture of Batman
Sweet mystery of life, at last I've found you...
The Gingrich thing reminds me of the recent Chris Brown WAHWAHWAH, saying the people who chose to cut him out and froze him after the Rihianna abuse incident need to get over it; they aren't acting right and they need to realize everyone has "mishaps."
COCKPUNCH.
The squirrel landed in my cleavage.
::falls over laughing::
I think that's better than me stabbing myself in the ass.
sara, you need a break this week. And a drink.
Sweet mystery of life, at last I've found you...
I feel the horrible urge to yell, "Blucher!"
My parents' cats BeauBeau and Kitten used to get bald spots on the tops of their heads when they lived in NoCal. Bluejays picked on them. And these were badass cats.
I think college squirrels might hang out too close to the dorms and pick up on some illicit substances; Guilco squirrels were equally as dumb. I tripped over more than a few, and had to rescue at least 3 from basement window-wells. And then there was the exam where one was DYING in a window-well in front of me. I finally told Rex that if he wanted me to pass the exam, he had to call facilities.
The ones that hung around the freshman dorm DEFINITELY got high on pot.
That article makes me look like a hug slut.
Sara, at least we're at hump day? I said that to someone at work in the elevator, and they pointed out they're working all weekend. Including on my deployment. Whoops.
At this point, I feel like I'm at mile 22 in a marathon. Doesn't matter I'm mostly done, those last 4 mile I CANNOT DO.
Did I mention I was unsuccessfully trying to print out coupons for my mechanic? I'll try from work tomorrow.
And I still need to do my taxes.