Nasty
No, I'm not speaking of anything sexual. I'm talking about the weather. It's done got ugly out there. Cold too. Sleet mixed with rain and to make matters worse, when it gets like this in Memphis folks like to play demolition derby bumper car games. It's actually pretty amusing as long as you watch from a distance.
The sucky is it's going to be this way all weekend (highs in the twenties, lows in the Burr-burr burr, teens.)
COLD! It sucks. I want Summer to come back.
I did a good deed that I must brag about. A family of squirrels had made a home for the winter in my tool shed. I don't mind, but I go outside this morning peering up at the white sky and suddenly I hear, "Grrr, reeee aagreee." than "chut chut chut" of a really pissed off squirrel. When I look over at the shed I see that the wind last night has blown the door open and a cat has gotten in there and is staring hungrily up in the corner where the squirrels nest is. Well, I believe in survival of the fittest so I just stood there thinking that Kitty was about to get 'em some breakfast.
One of the squirrels, the smartest or the coward (not really sure. You can look at it however), got the hell out of there real quick and vacated to the nearest tree and was chattering away and looking at me like "Help, oh please Mr. Human guy, Help."
"Nope, sorry Mr, or Ms squirrel, welcome to nature. Life sucks and sometimes the bigger eat the smaller."
That didn't get through because it just keep chattering away at me which made me figure there must be some littlin's in there or something. I couldn't take hearing the heartache of the little fella' anymore, so off across the yard I go in the sleet and freezing rain in nothing but a t-shirt and jogging pants -no shoes, to the shed where there's this stand off of the cat and another squirrel hissing away at each other. So I reached just inside the door and grabbed the cat by the back of its neck and gave it a toss across the yard. (Cats do always land on their feet. Odd!?)
I'm not sure what the wagging of a squirrels tail means but I took it as a thank you. Kitty was a little pissed though as, I could tell he wanted to make another try at it, he inched back to the shed. I stomped my bare feet in the slosh of the half frozen ground and it took off.
The Bigger always win in nature.
Welp, that was my good deed for Christmas. I can go back being an ass-hole now, right?
TTFN
Zymosius
The sucky is it's going to be this way all weekend (highs in the twenties, lows in the Burr-burr burr, teens.)
COLD! It sucks. I want Summer to come back.
I did a good deed that I must brag about. A family of squirrels had made a home for the winter in my tool shed. I don't mind, but I go outside this morning peering up at the white sky and suddenly I hear, "Grrr, reeee aagreee." than "chut chut chut" of a really pissed off squirrel. When I look over at the shed I see that the wind last night has blown the door open and a cat has gotten in there and is staring hungrily up in the corner where the squirrels nest is. Well, I believe in survival of the fittest so I just stood there thinking that Kitty was about to get 'em some breakfast.
One of the squirrels, the smartest or the coward (not really sure. You can look at it however), got the hell out of there real quick and vacated to the nearest tree and was chattering away and looking at me like "Help, oh please Mr. Human guy, Help."
"Nope, sorry Mr, or Ms squirrel, welcome to nature. Life sucks and sometimes the bigger eat the smaller."
That didn't get through because it just keep chattering away at me which made me figure there must be some littlin's in there or something. I couldn't take hearing the heartache of the little fella' anymore, so off across the yard I go in the sleet and freezing rain in nothing but a t-shirt and jogging pants -no shoes, to the shed where there's this stand off of the cat and another squirrel hissing away at each other. So I reached just inside the door and grabbed the cat by the back of its neck and gave it a toss across the yard. (Cats do always land on their feet. Odd!?)
I'm not sure what the wagging of a squirrels tail means but I took it as a thank you. Kitty was a little pissed though as, I could tell he wanted to make another try at it, he inched back to the shed. I stomped my bare feet in the slosh of the half frozen ground and it took off.
The Bigger always win in nature.
Welp, that was my good deed for Christmas. I can go back being an ass-hole now, right?
TTFN
Zymosius
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