Cute Overload :D
Back in my day, kids respected a fella’s yard. My nuts are down there!
That squirrel has a bad case of the old and grumpies, Johan C.
I think he has a case of the choochy-faced cuties, myself. :P
*shaking fist in sky to emphasize skwryl-grumpiness*
I think they’re incredibly cute too, but I’d be a little nervous letting one get that close to my face…
A squirrel once landed on my brother’s head. Truly.
Wow! It seems like she has posed for you!
*giggles at Firdie* heee….
I think this was taken with a telephoto lens.
That’s what he told you, Theresa, but are you sure it was a squirrel and not just a cheap toupée?
He kinda looks like he’s in one of those sauna box things. My first thought was this might be a I Love Lucy episode. Ya know, the one where Lucy sneaks into a spa to finagle a part in Rickys’ latest show. ;-)
I understand your skepticism, especially given all the bad rugs around. But I actually witnessed the landing. :D
Did he poop on his head?
He has a bad case of grumpy old man ear tuftage.
Ah, Skippymom Always gets right down to the essentials. :P
Yes, Theresa, and I venture a guess that I am not the only one here who wants to know: DID the squirrel POOP on your brother’s head???!!!
Actually, Skippymom, no, it didn’t. This is the sequence of events: Family outing to Brooklyn Botanic Gardens, which had a population of extremely assertive Brooklyn skwerls. One of said skwerls started to run up my dad’s leg. Dad kicked skwerl off; skwerl sailed through air, and landed on Bro’s head. Bro freaks out completely, BUT: just shakes skwerl off head, and skwerl disappears into bushes. No poop involved.
How old was your brother at the time? Just trying to picture the whole scene.
“What do you want?! What?! NO ONE gets in to see the Wizard! No one, no HOW!”
Your father kicked the squirrel into the air and it landed on your brother’s head?! That is so redonkulous I almost…never mind.
heh heh @ Theresa, & @ skippymom re: “gets right down to the essentials” :)
When I was little, I thought those were refrigerators.
Fleurdamour, it was a long time ago, I’m having trouble pinpointing it, but it was before he started school, so he was pretty little.
I think I’m going to start having Eddy say in a grumpy voice, “MY NUTS ARE DOWN THERE!”
I totally heard that in Pacino’s voice…pictured skwerlio thumping the birdhouse for emphasis, “My nuts are down theah!” ;-)
“Be ever so kind, lads, and debark from my lawn. There’s a good gaggle of upstarts.”
Last night during a running session in the park, this one crazed squirrel kept running back and forth across the path. I assume he was working on nut storage or something. At first I was like, “Okay, I like squirrels, but MOVE, I need to get through this run.” By the end my attitude had changed to, “Oh, squirrel. Please carry me. I will provide you with nuts for a lifetime.”
*stifling the R-rated joke about “his” “nuts” ….*
Repressed but still mischevious Catholic Gurrrl
I don’t think I will ever tire of double entendres involving squirrels and nuts.