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I have a love hate relationship with squirrels.
One bit my cat in the head when I was in college. She got a tumor and had to be put down. My folks didn’t tell me until I came back home on a break and I was calling for my cat…”Tiggy, tiggy….tiggy?” “uhm…yeah…about Tiggy…”
Now, it should be mentioned that she’d killed at least 20 or so squirrels and a minimum 50 chipmunks in her day so I guess it was an ironically fitting end.
What do I love about them? There was one last year that would come and sun itself on the railing of our neighbors deck. It lays flat on it’s belly all four legs dangling on either side of the rail (the rail is a 2×4) so you can imagine how cute it looks all spread eagle. I’ll go in the kitchen and he’d just pop one eye open and watch me as I do my thing. I hope he comes back this year.
A couple of years ago, in my typical Sahadi shopping spree, I bought over $100 worth of nuts. I came home, took everything out of the shopping bags and left the bags of nuts on the counter, thinking I’ll put them away later (in jars) and went out for the evening. I come home and the bags where all chewed thru and so many nuts were missing! I threw out the left over nuts.
Thinking I have a mouse, the next day, I made my (don’t look *rob*) PARTNER seal up all holes, gaps, etc.
I went out for the evening and came home and discovered that the cereal boxes on top of my refrigerator where chewed thru. I couldn’t figure out how a mouse can climb a refrigerator.
A couple of days later. I walk into the kitchen and there’s a squirrel on my counter by the window. I screamed, he fled. Mystery solved.
I hate squirrels cause one ate all my salted cashews.
I have a love hate relationship with squirrels.
One bit my cat in the head when I was in college. She got a tumor and had to be put down. My folks didn’t tell me until I came back home on a break and I was calling for my cat…”Tiggy, tiggy….tiggy?” “uhm…yeah…about Tiggy…”
Now, it should be mentioned that she’d killed at least 20 or so squirrels and a minimum 50 chipmunks in her day so I guess it was an ironically fitting end.
What do I love about them? There was one last year that would come and sun itself on the railing of our neighbors deck. It lays flat on it’s belly all four legs dangling on either side of the rail (the rail is a 2×4) so you can imagine how cute it looks all spread eagle. I’ll go in the kitchen and he’d just pop one eye open and watch me as I do my thing. I hope he comes back this year.
or buys a 4-story one family with a dungeon….it’s MINE!
“I’d like everyone to meet m4l, my wingman, pimp…”
Wait, are you the hooker or the hookee?
N.Y. attorney general files fraud changes against B. of A.
http://www.marketwatch.com/story/ny-ag-files-civil-fraud-charges-against-b-of-a-2010-02-04?siteid=bnbh
“CGar, unlike you, I have extreme confidence in you buying a kickass double duplex in cobble hill this weekend.”
not if he buys an upper triplex/garden rental and rents it to me first!
I’d like everyone to meet m4l, my wingman, pimp, and now financier.
Posted by: CGar at February 4, 2010 12:38 PM
it’s financEEEEEEEEEEE – as in you’re financing/subsidizing my cobble hill living via a rent controlled-type rent.
I’d like everyone to meet m4l, my wingman, pimp, and now financier.
CGar, unlike you, I have extreme confidence in you buying a kickass double duplex in cobble hill this weekend.
A couple of years ago, in my typical Sahadi shopping spree, I bought over $100 worth of nuts. I came home, took everything out of the shopping bags and left the bags of nuts on the counter, thinking I’ll put them away later (in jars) and went out for the evening. I come home and the bags where all chewed thru and so many nuts were missing! I threw out the left over nuts.
Thinking I have a mouse, the next day, I made my (don’t look *rob*) PARTNER seal up all holes, gaps, etc.
I went out for the evening and came home and discovered that the cereal boxes on top of my refrigerator where chewed thru. I couldn’t figure out how a mouse can climb a refrigerator.
A couple of days later. I walk into the kitchen and there’s a squirrel on my counter by the window. I screamed, he fled. Mystery solved.
I hate squirrels cause one ate all my salted cashews.