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Day 9 and I’m Feeling Dangerous

I’m taking an mental health day. I’m obviously in need, as I just about went postal in two separate places of business this morning.

But I leave you with the little bastard that wakes me up every morning by scampering through the attic and chucking things at my window.

Hopefully this is the photo we will use at his/her eulogy.

After I fire bomb him/her.

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  • TifaniNovember 9, 2009 - 2:52 pm

    PLEASE let the Sant kids (including the big one) come play kill the squirrel. They are evil little creatures that are not indigenous to the United States. Big rodents. Bigger in Spokane AND they threw stuff at my kids if they got too close to the trees.

    Punks.

    Drowning is supposed to be the best/most humane way to kill them. You trap them in a live trap and then stick the whole thing in like a kiddie pool (not mine) and they can’t hold their breath so they die fast.

    But the Sant boys are fond of fire and things that shoot.

    Whichever.

    Love, Tif

    PS Too bad Matthew is sick, your mental health day could include us going out to lunch…

  • JeffNovember 9, 2009 - 4:32 pm

    I didn’t want to say anything, but I think I heard that talking smack about you this morning. Something about not having the “nuts” to do anything about it.

  • JessicaNovember 9, 2009 - 6:33 pm

    Screw humane…bring on the BIG GUNS.

    Though when Jackson noticed the picture, he said, “Aw, look Mama, it’s a cute little buddy.”

    He has no idea.

  • TifaniNovember 9, 2009 - 6:37 pm

    Not just humane – fast and efficient – but lacking the luster of pure fire power.

  • Masked MomNovember 9, 2009 - 9:56 pm

    I’m jealous–you and that little bugger play your cards right and you could have daily posts for the rest of the month!

  • ErikaNovember 9, 2009 - 10:22 pm

    MM, you want me to send him up your way? Say the word!

  • Masked MomNovember 10, 2009 - 8:01 am

    Couple years and two houses ago, Son-One got out of the shower and found one sitting on the clean towel he had laid out to dry off with. He didn’t immediately notice it and when he reached for the towel, it must’ve startled the squirrel who promptly peed all over the clean towel and then disappeared through a previously unnoticed tear in the window screen. That was enough close encounters of the bushy-tailed kind for us.

    If you’re sending him, he better be in multiple shrink-wrapped pieces. 😉

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