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Claws out, Buff. Or, better yet, make an alternative for yourself.
Oodles of Poodles, perhaps?
PS KY this was not the usual McKoala talking, but her evil twin, O'Koala who temporarily bound and gagged her and stole her keyboard. You n' me, KY, friends for life, ouch gerroff me furry rump...
Years ago, I had a border collie named Lucy who loved to chase squirrels. The little critters would run up to the first branch of the large oak in my backyard, stop and throw acorns at her.
When Molly, an Australian cattle dog (we call 'em Heelers here in Texas), came to live with us, I put her into the backyard.
She immediately chased one of the gazillion squirrels in my yard. The little critter ran to its usual branch and turned around to twitter at Molly--only to find that dang dog still coming. That squirrel did one of the most amazing leaps I've ever seen and landed on the edge of my eight-foot privacy fence.
Those squirrels treated Molly with extraordinary respect after that. Even so, she regularly brought one or two of them to me a week.
13 comments:
Ok - where do I get one of those? I am now running LA's Fashion week and we've GOT to get some of those.
I see. That's how it is.
Sniff.
I think I saw in "Martha Stewart Living" how you can make bookmarks out of the tails. I think.
Do they make them for gophers?
Maggie Bichon
That is hilarious.
TRUE STORY:
Outside my mom's window, my brother dumped a pile of sunflower seeds to attract squirrels - which naturally the squirrels fought over.
So my ma comments the squirrels are fighting on the fence again and I go over to look.
"Er... ma. I don't think they are fighting. I think they are - yanno - making little squirrels."
"What?" She peers at them more closely. "Oh my god. You're right. They're going at it like bunnies."
Claws out, Buff. Or, better yet, make an alternative for yourself.
Oodles of Poodles, perhaps?
PS KY this was not the usual McKoala talking, but her evil twin, O'Koala who temporarily bound and gagged her and stole her keyboard. You n' me, KY, friends for life, ouch gerroff me furry rump...
I need one of these for a human.
Word Ver: puhuxs
When a Milne character drinks too much.
Mmm, squirrel stew. My father always insisted brunswick stew wasn't right if you made it with chicken...
That shirt is at Target for $10 or less.
KY needs to go shopping at Westminster for better outfits.
Yes, but does it go with a pink tam?
Sunflower seeds, the aphrodisiac of choice...
Years ago, I had a border collie named Lucy who loved to chase squirrels. The little critters would run up to the first branch of the large oak in my backyard, stop and throw acorns at her.
When Molly, an Australian cattle dog (we call 'em Heelers here in Texas), came to live with us, I put her into the backyard.
She immediately chased one of the gazillion squirrels in my yard. The little critter ran to its usual branch and turned around to twitter at Molly--only to find that dang dog still coming. That squirrel did one of the most amazing leaps I've ever seen and landed on the edge of my eight-foot privacy fence.
Those squirrels treated Molly with extraordinary respect after that. Even so, she regularly brought one or two of them to me a week.
I love Boots and Barkley. I've gotta hunt that top down!
Does this mean that Mr. Yap will be wearing his goat T-shirt less?
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