Conversations

Youngest:
Dad? What eats squirrel, do you think?

Alpha Man:
Dunno. Why?

Youngest:
There’s a half eaten squirrel in the den.

The sound of Middle’s, Oldest’s and my screams pierce the air as we go running from the kitchen without even looking in the den. This is who we are. Alpha Man’s hair was blown back as we passed him. He blew out a defeated breath and headed for the den.

A few minutes later he exited the house with a bag in his hands, and when he came back in, Frat Boy was prancing happily at his feet, looking suspiciously pleased with himself. We were all huddled together on the stairs waiting for an explanation.

Me:
Well?

Alpha man:
She was right. It was a half eaten squirrel.

Frat Boy was looking proud, as if to say “you’re welcome”.

Not an hour later, Sadie brought me a very dead butterfly, missing one wing.

I’m pretty sure it’s a conspiracy.
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  1. Just bought Rainy Day Friends at my local Target and was lucky enough to get your signed copy of it. But, the signature page was upside down! So I am deciding this makes my copy even more valuable, right?

  2. My yard seems to be the place where dead animals either die or are dropped or left to die. My hubby has a burial area for these poor things. Squirrels, birds, or bunnies, whole or partial. Once he even moved a dying squirrel to our neighbors yard only to find it back in our yard and dead in the same spot. It wanted to die in our yard.

    BTW, watch Frat Boy because when my pup once found a dead whole squirrel in our backyard he ended up with parasites and it was not a pretty site.

  3. Love the stories. Frat boy sounds like my brother’s late dog. One time in the winter my dad had put a 12 pack of Budweiser beer on our back porch to get cold. Bruce (the dog’s name) got into the 12 pack and drank two of them.

  4. One HUGE, GINORMOUS reason I don’t have a pet. I refuse to deal with stuff like that, or coughed up hair balls. I thought I had a mouse in my apartment and called my ex to come check it out for me. No way was i looking for it. It reminded me of the scene in ‘Annie Hall’ when Annie calls Alfie to come get the super spider out of her bathroom.

  5. OMG, every day is an adventure at your house! (Sorry about the half dead squirrel…I think I would have reacted the same way.) You guys crack me up.

  6. Love hearing about your dogs.My grandson has a cat that brings snakes to the door.

  7. Presents from furry friends never cease to amaze & amuse me! We have received mice, rats, moles, birds, opossums, skunks, and a raccoon…but never IN the house:)! Thank you but yuck!!

  8. Yes, I love your news letters. I would have been right there with running away from the den. There should be an unwritten rule that our loving pets don’t bring home what they get into outside.

    Loving this story – Rainy Day Friends

    Hope you have a good day.

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