tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446078032788565854.post3593798052148943784..comments2023-10-12T13:42:12.885+01:00Comments on chronic knitting syndrome: WarningHelenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12045029232081633077noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446078032788565854.post-14580179643041792162008-12-05T03:00:00.000+00:002008-12-05T03:00:00.000+00:00Yes, my question would be, why they are they askin...Yes, my question would be, why they are they asking me to open it under the circumstances? <BR/><BR/>I once saw a message that said something like "Beware of Snake" next to a garbage can in a park in North Dakota.Ravellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17477748945525347593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446078032788565854.post-31214480052915062482008-12-04T01:51:00.000+00:002008-12-04T01:51:00.000+00:00It most certainly does. Like how does the squirre...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?Knitting Linguisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06289230533275408343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446078032788565854.post-44914732872557486222008-12-03T07:30:00.000+00:002008-12-03T07:30:00.000+00:00Just the local equivelent of a Womble, really? But...Just the local equivelent of a Womble, really? <BR/>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.Spinningfishwifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13709744732495957360noreply@blogger.com