Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for December 01, 2016

Nuts to you, squirrel!

I prefer to think Scooter just has a sense of noblesse oblige.

“You are so lucky I’m walking my human right now.”

Nice save, Scooter, if you can get the squirrel to believe it.

Scooter can do almost anything that doesn’t absolutely require opposable thumbs,

including frying eggs and opening bags of Jerky Snax.

Those skills, coupled with copious amounts of dinner-table scraps and Thanksgiving leftovers,

have left the prospect of squirrel chasing,

much less squirrel eating,

much less enticing.

Plus, the extra 40 pounds put on from all that…..

and… the fact that he just turned 10…..

have made it much less possible.

But appearances must be maintained, you know.

If you think Iam chasing you, you’re squirrely.

I LOVE Scooter!

When we first moved to the PNW my two cats decided that those “things” in their new back yard needed chasing.

And so they chased a squirrel who chased them back. With teeth bared!!

No more chasing, they just sat and watched them from then on.

Smart cats.

Scooter has the same sense.

As long as he stays out of my hedge, he can believe anything he wants about his place in the “food chain”.

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We all know what happened last time he tried to raid the bird feeder.

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(At this point i would post that great comic of him running, tail between his legs, and all the local songbirds chasing him away.

But, i can’t post comics/photos any more.)

.(I have no idea why I can’t control my mind better)

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Because, at a certain age and stage of our existence, our concentration centers on certain bodily functions – men, ( myself included ) tend to focus more on bladder, rather than bowels…but to each his own.