It seems that the local squirrels and I have been competing in frequent staring contests. They usually win the “not blinking part” but I always win the “not scampering away in fear for life” contest. Except that one time the squirrel pulled a nice and threatened to cut me. I think that’s what he said. […]
“My Tail is delicious!” Sure, Mrs Squirrel. Delicious. What other lies do you have to perpetuate on the delicacy of squirrel anatomy? Squirrels aren’t exactly known for their honesty.