Squirrel Tails
- 2 days ago
- 1 min read
I knocked on the window at them. They tried to ignore me. Swishing those fluffy tails in my face pressed up against the window. Blasted varmints. Did they just moon me?
They refused to leave so I had to get up and go outside, chasing them to the telephone pole. Both of them were cussing me just out of reach on the pole. Yes, squirrels were swearing at me. At least that's what their rapid chirping sounded like to me. I have nightmares I tell you...nightmares.







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