My so-called friend Genevieve, knowing full well how I feel about squirrels, just sent me two packages. In one was the most repulsive, stylized stuffed squirrel I’ve ever seen, and in the other was this elegant and refined sweatshirt, complete with its own matching green collar. I can’t help but wonder who would buy such a thing. I mean, aside from Genevieve.
Genevieve is also the one who sent me this a few years ago.
I’m sure there are lots of good things about Genevieve, but I can’t think of them right now. Oh, the havoc she has wrought on my emotions!
[Thank you, G2, for the chuckle.]
The brazen invaders are spending ever more time on my back porch. I took a photo this morning. This devil knocked over that green flowerpot and my watering can. I don’t know why they get into my stuff. Are they curious, or just destructive and out to get me?
Next I expect them to spray-paint squirrel graffiti on my walls.
Well done, Genevieve! Excellent and refined choices, both of them. I hope you wear the sweatshirt regularly.
I like your squirrel graffiti.
You know what would help with squirrels? If you had a puppydog around. Just a brand-new idea that I had, just now.
A time honored tradition-those underpants are at least 10 years old,(post graduation gift from Archie McPhee’s) and as I recall, you took great delight in putting them on…and off…on and off…your little squirrel doll.
One must be well-dressed in these dark times.
Molly: What an amazing idea, about dogs as squirrel-deterrents. You silly. I think if the perfect dog wandered into my life, with a no-guilt return guarantee, it might work out. But if I have to go FIND one, I dunno.
Genevieve: Uh, a memory of ME putting the underpants on and off, on and off, a stuffed squirrel? My memory may be shot, but I can verify that that never happened, since the package has never been opened. But if you want to imagine that, it’s your right.
If you’re wearing it — you won’t see it — and it’s really rather artistic, if you concentrate on the vines and leaves and ignore the beasties/
Small wrote: “If you’re wearing it — you won’t see it.”
HAHAHAHAHAaaaaaaa. That’s an awful big “if.” If that happened, next thing you know, you’d start seeing me in pink sweatshirts with beribboned teddy bears in puffy paint on the front, whose arms are outstretched, with the words “Hug Me” emblazoned below.
No longer “Hug Me” — now it would be “high-five me” or “namaste” (Sp??)
OH NOOOO GIGANTO-SQUIRREL HAS BEFOULED YOUR PORCH?!!! … … definitely time for a doggo 😉