Country Living:

Living out here in the forest I encounter a good number of wild critters, for instance yesterday the biggest doe I had ever seen ran through the yard. A deer is one thing and birds are another thing, but squirrels were created by the devil to give me grief. They are arrogant, sassy, and destructive. They must breed 22 times a year and that would put a rabbit to shame. A squirrel is naturally a vegetarian, but like most vegans they will cheat when no one is looking and eat something else like baby birds, wiring insulation, or in my most recent case one tried to eat my truck.

So I declared myself to be in a state of all out war with tree rats. I called it Squirrel War I.  I would sit on my deck with a loaded pellet gun hoping they will come within range. One evening after dinner I picked up my weapon and my half finished beer and took up my position. It occurred to me that I had gone completely Hillbilly with a gun in one hand and a beer in the other. It also occurred to me that I had the gun in my left hand and I couldn’t shoot left-handed. I was in a panic until I realized that I could however easily drink beer left-handed – just another one of those upper echelon decisions that have to be made in times of crisis.

Whenever I would get one I would pitch it out into the road and the cars flatten it in no time to where you can pick it up by the tail and throw it. It will sail better than a Frisbee. I just made a deal with Wang’s Chopstix R Us - a local Cashew Chicken place. I wouldn’t recommend eating there.

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