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"The teeth are bared, the claws outstretched. Even his whiskers seem to bristle with animosity. If anyone still thinks grey squirrels are cuddly little critters, here's an image to prove them wrong."
To whatever extent this makes the day a bit more bearable: I laughed at the tag. I really did.
Nuts
you're really trying to piss me off today, aren't you.
[GO AHEAD. STEAL ANOTHER TOMATO AND HELL, HAVE ANOTHER EGGPLANT WHILE YOU'RE AT IT. YOU LITTLE #$*#*@#]
I'm currently watching friend's golden lab and he has snatched 2 tomatoes and 1 potato off the kitchen counter in the last day.
!!!!!! Last week, in an attempt to Make The Most of Living in This City, I went down to the Mall to sit outside and go through some books for my paper. After I had been there about an hour, leaning comfortably against a tree, books and backpack and papers spread around me, this squirrel comes up. And gets entirely too close to me, despite yelling and waving of arms and throwing a book in his (general!) direction. I am clearly sitting at his tree. So I get up to further scare him, and he then runs up the tree, until he is at my eye level, AND TURNS AND GLARES AT ME.
In conclusion, fuck squirrels.
My fox hound mix took down a squirrel last week. Before biting its neck, the thing spit at the dog, and that spittle went like two feet in the air.
Squirrels always win, always. I've done the experiment.
Not if one live traps them using bread and peanut butter, then throws trap and all into a garbage can full of water for a few minutes. Then I win. I've done the experiment.
Not only is this complete entrapment, but if it were May instead of August, the caption would read '[British slang for squirrel] is posed with an open-mouth kiss, palm stretched to tuck a tendril of your hair behind your ear.' Team squirrel.
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