Just the local equivelent of a Womble, really? But squirrels are vicious little gits. I remember Lad (aged 2) being chased by a squirrel who was hell bent on mugging him for his sandwich. Scarred him for life. He hates squrrels even now.
It most certainly does. Like how does the squirrel get in and out, and where does he go when he's not at home? And how did some poor person discover that there is a squirrel in there?
I learnt to knit at school and took it up again in my late twenties, and then again later, and it got squeezed out both times by changes in my life.
Now I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, which leaves me sitting on the couch an awful lot. Some days I can’t knit anything too complicated because of what is politely called ‘brain fog’, other days I can knit lace. Some days I think I can do lace and then realize the next day that I couldn’t.
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Just the local equivelent of a Womble, really?
But squirrels are vicious little gits. I remember Lad (aged 2) being chased by a squirrel who was hell bent on mugging him for his sandwich. Scarred him for life. He hates squrrels even now.
It most certainly does. Like how does the squirrel get in and out, and where does he go when he's not at home? And how did some poor person discover that there is a squirrel in there?
Yes, my question would be, why they are they asking me to open it under the circumstances?
I once saw a message that said something like "Beware of Snake" next to a garbage can in a park in North Dakota.
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