Move ’em on, head ’em up,Head ’em up, move ’em out,Move ’em on, head ’em out Rawhide!Set ’em out, ride ’em inRide ’em in, let ’em out,Cut ’em out, ride ’em in Rawhide.
When I was 12 or so I had a squirrel that would crawl into my jacket pocket for a nut. Used to run after me like a dog. Mom put an end to the relationship when squirrel began to scratch on the door at sun rise for breakfast.
Say What Now‽ Premium Member over 11 years ago
How about one to do my dishes?
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 11 years ago
“Hi little squirrel….kinda nutty weather we’re having, isn’t it?”
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 11 years ago
Nah….
J Short over 11 years ago
Move ’em on, head ’em up,Head ’em up, move ’em out,Move ’em on, head ’em out Rawhide!Set ’em out, ride ’em inRide ’em in, let ’em out,Cut ’em out, ride ’em in Rawhide.
James Hopkins over 11 years ago
Herding cats would be easier.
Stephen Gilberg over 11 years ago
Man, even Jason Fox has a better grasp on reality.
David Huie Green LoveJoyAndPeace over 11 years ago
Can’t never could.
Have faith in Agnes. Before you know it she’ll have her squirrels milking her dairy ants
Bob. over 11 years ago
When I was 12 or so I had a squirrel that would crawl into my jacket pocket for a nut. Used to run after me like a dog. Mom put an end to the relationship when squirrel began to scratch on the door at sun rise for breakfast.
David Huie Green LoveJoyAndPeace over 11 years ago
Really?Whodathunk?Except for that her squirrelly idea would work?-SO CLOSE TOO.