Picture this;
You awake one morning to an odd squeaking noise outside of your bedroom window. You keep thinking "what the heck is that?", but your too tired to actually do anything about it.
Later your brother walks into your room and says
"Hey Margie, you hear the squeaking/squealing noise outside of your window?"
And you think "Uh. YEAH.It's SUPER loud, how do you NOT hear it?!"...But you actually say "Yeah, what is it?!"
And your brother replies "That...Is the sound of your cat, Charlie, killing a squirrel."
Yes.
That's a beautiful way to wake up;to the sound of dieing squirrel.
I guess it's not actually all that bad...it's just the realization that what you had been listening to was actually a squirrels last plead to live. Sorta bothersome.
Anyway,
Charlie's killed at least 5 squirrels in the 2 months I've lived up here. Those poor squirrels...
I guess it's because shes used to living around the woods and killing snakes all the time and stuff. Or maybe she's just bored. Who knows.
Anyway,
I hope none of you ever have to listen to your cat as she kills a squirrel.
THE END.
1 comment:
LOL
Your blogs truly do make me happy at the end of the day.
That sounds kind of lame.
But I square to Bob, I mean it.
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