Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Chapter Four.

I immediately zip up and remind my dinner not to tell her parents or else, then make a lunge for the remote. I keep it firmly held in my left hand while my right hand grabs one of the smaller squirrels. I then immediately hold the squirrel above my head and point the remote at its head and tell the other buggers that if any of them so much as snickers at me, their lil' buddy will get it.

I then make a run at the mysterious stranger...

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