Friday, May 13, 2016

Freaky Friday In The Firs

OR (Rocky and Bullwinkle style) "THEY MUST BE FALLING FROM THE TREES UNDERFOOT!!!"

In yesserday's episode,  Boris Badenov (Marley) and Natasha Fatale (Iza) had both caught Skwerls, causing no end of confusion as to which one might be Our Hero Rocky.  Fortunately, our dastardly dimwits duo had forgotten that Rocky was A FLYING SKWERL and NON-flying skwerls (having no names) were fair game and no People would pay a ransom!

So with (Boris's) hat in hand, they went looking for a place were Skwerls were caught and dispatched.   And viewers, please note that Boris has not YET caught on to the fact the Rocky is a FLYING Skwerl in spite of the fact that he sees him fly EVERY episode.

The trials and density of evildoers are legendary!  *I* your announcer (ME in THE BIG VOICE) will say that Natasha TRIED to tell him such several times but gave up with her usual *sigh/harramph/grr*.

So on we go with our favorite hapless do-badders lost in the Canadian woodlands...

Meanwhile...

IZA:  OK!  Enough...  TBT got jealous about US catching Evil Skwerls while HE wasnt, so he did.

The usual warning...

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Its like they are falling out of the trees on us!

Even HE can catch one.  He needs a cage though.  Well, he hasn't got claws, and it isn't like he can hide behind 12" weeds...

But he did catch one in his own Bein way...

I could actally go talk to the Evil Skwerl.  They don't talk nicely, BTW!

All snarls...
And growls...
 It even said bad things about my parents!  I was shocked at its language...
So I got snarkey back at it.  I insulted its taste in acorns!  I told it its children were DUMBER than the acorns!  I said it probably stayed in one tree because it couldnt jump worth a darn!  
 THAT got it growling fer sure...
It smelled like fleas and ticks too, so I told it I didn't even WANT ta eat it...  And I dint! 
But that TBT would be out soon and "take care of it".  That calmed it down.  Stoopid Evil Skwerl doesn't know what "taking care of it" meant...
It isn't bothering us anymore...  And we arent the least bit embarassed about it (Grampa called them "tree rats") and we caught the gene.  "DIE EVIL SKWERLS"...

But wow, those things are suckers fer peanut butter...

TBT here:  I know that a few People and even some of our kitteh-friends like squirrels when they hop around burying nuts or when they chase each other around tree trunks.  But ours here seem rather meaner than average.  They steal every apple from our 2 dwarf trees before they can ripen, they eat our crocus flowers and dig up the bulbs, they rip our tulip flowers apart, and they have even torn young plants right out of our planters on the deck.  I had to build a 20'by20' covered garden enclosure to keep them from vegetable mayhem (well, them and groundhogs).  We do not love them!

However, having celebrated "First Squirrels" for Marley and Iza (and showing here that I can dispatch them too), I will be leaving the subject alone generally (unless Ayla catches HER first one - which is pretty unlikely).