Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Poor Squirrely.

The other night, M and I came across something very strange (and gross) looking on the kitchen floor. We had no idea what it was, but suspected that Charlie or Lola had left us a "gift." So M got down on all fours and sniffed it, as I ran for a paper towel to scoop it up. We held it close, carefully examining it, and speculated that it looked like some sort of cocoon.


All of a sudden, the lightbulb came on! I ran over to Charlie's toy box....and low and behold......I found Squirrely...WITH AN AMPUTATED ARM! Oh man, M and I got a good laugh from this. I was hysterical that we were so afraid of this unknown item, even scooping it up with a paper towel - afraid to touch it - only to have it turn up as poor Squirrely's arm!

Charlie, you never cease to entertain us!
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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousJuly 7, 2009 at 12:36 PM

    lolol!! that's just too funny! We recently lost Little Pink Bunny in a very similar fashion! :)

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  2. UnknownJuly 7, 2009 at 6:54 PM

    We love it. The only good squirrel is a....Steve, put your gun away, Charlie has your back.

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  3. AnonymousJuly 8, 2009 at 12:17 PM

    bwahaha that's too funny! My DH Troy feels that way about the grackles (black birds) that keep stealing the cherry tomatoes out of the garden!

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  4. Just meJuly 11, 2009 at 10:24 AM

    Ha ha ha.

    My dog caught a bird yesterday- a real bird. She was so proud. I was mortified...

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