Robert Egler
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Went fishing yesterday. Not squirrel season. I walk about a mile back in the woods to my fishing spot. Sitting on the bank, start hearing noises above me. Squirrels. Everywhere. LOTS of squirrels. LOTS. More squirrels than I've ever seen in one place. The dang place was overrun with fuzzy grey things!
I have my pistol, but I'm thinking "Not...squirrel...season....Must....not....shoot....squirrels!" :nono: :haha:
Where the heck were they during squirrel season?! And they weren't the least concerned about my presence.
I managed to resist the temptation. :grin:
I have my pistol, but I'm thinking "Not...squirrel...season....Must....not....shoot....squirrels!" :nono: :haha:
Where the heck were they during squirrel season?! And they weren't the least concerned about my presence.
I managed to resist the temptation. :grin: