One particular squirrel makes a frequent appearance in my son’s backyard, and I’ve always wondered if he has a hidden cache of nuts buried somewhere in the yard.
Occasionally it will hold still long enough for me to snap a picture.
Squirrels are cute to watch, but I must have a touch of frontiersman in me, because what comes to mind eventually is … I wonder if I have good-enough aim to shoot it in the eye and bring it home for dinner.
Mmmmm. Squirrel stew.
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If you can round up 17 of 'em, let me know. My new Cajun cookbook has a recipe for 'Squirrel picante'. ;)
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