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Originally Posted by Grapesoda
by squirrels... I feel like I'm at gfy.... the little furry bastards are coming in through the dryer vent. going for the dog food.... it's like fort apache here in the hills...
every time I look out the door the little fucks start dodging and diving, then come right back...
when I drive up to my place it's a mad scramble of about 15 squirrels dashing off into the woods.... and the fucking ravens are laughing their asses off about it... no shit.
there is a small conspiracy living here with me, or should I say I'm living with a small conspiracy... at any rate the Ravens watch out for me.... they circle the car as I drive up the hill and follow me and Killer when we walk around. Air cover. the conspiracy alerts me to threats like coyotes… the same way it was down in Cornell at the old place…
I've even caught the deer fucking around playing tag and stuff... usually I just see deer hauling ass to get away...
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The first house my brother lived in after high school had some very aggressive squirrels. Apparently, the people that lived there before fed them so they stopped being scared of people and saw them as a source of food. It was wild. They would come into the house, climb up on the couch, and look at you expecting food.
My brother is tall and skinny so he and his buddy were trying to lift weight and put on muscle. One day while he was at work the squirrels got into the house and ate entire 5 pound bag of weight gain protein shake mix. Those were some very fat squirrels.