I’ll be out celebrating all day.
Watch out, you pesky squirrels. Here I come!
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Unwelcome Visitor
Some creatures are so nervy.
I was minding my own business today, being the perfect dog that I am, when a squirrel took over my tree and started chattering.
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Those pesky squirrels!
Not only is that squirrel hanging out in my tree, but he’s trying to taunt me with food.
I see that treat he’s hiding in his mouth.
He knows I see it too.
I know how those squirrels think.
See, that squirrel’s got a peanut in his mouth.
And he’s not even going to try to hide it anymore.
He’s going to flaunt it.
He’s hoping I’ll get upset and try to go after him for his peanut.
But I’ve got other plans up my sleeve.
You might as well give up you pesky squirrel.
I’ve got your number.
You’re done for now.
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So just to show that squirrel that I mean business I’m going to get my own treats.
I went out into the kitchen…
And I ate the squirrel.
Empty Shell
What’s this?
Somebody left something for me on my front porch?
Oh, I know what it is.
It’s a shell.
An empty shell.
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And I bet I know who left it here too.
That pesky squirrel.
The one that hangs out around here and gives me a bad time.
The one who stole my Christmas lights.
I bet that pesky squirrel thinks I’ll forgive him since he left me these peanut shells.
I bet that squirrel thinks he can trick me into being his friend.
But I know better than that.
I know what he’s up to.
He’s using my porch as a place to dump his garbage and trying to make me feel happy that he’s doing it.
But that pesky squirrel can’t fool me.
I know what he’s up to.
Because if that squirrel was sincere – if he was actually trying to make up for stealing my Christmas lights –
He would have left me the peanuts!
Stare Down
I went out in my yard today as innocent as can be.
All I wanted to do was play with my Frisbee.
Oh yeah, and take care of other things too.
When all of a sudden my attention was drawn upward.
Do you believe it?
This pesky squirrel was sitting on a wire staring down at me.
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And we sat there having a staring contest.
I’ll get that pesky squirrel yet!
At least I won the contest.
That pesky squirrel couldn’t hold out very long.
And he…
Ran on down the wire.
What a chicken!
Wait. Umm. I mean –
Chickens are good.
To eat that is.
That squirrel ain’t no chicken.
He’s a …
He’s a…
Scaredy cat. That’s what he is!
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