tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post115981044323749582..comments2023-11-03T08:30:09.690-04:00Comments on Life Or Something Like It: We Interrupt This ProgramBiddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07745873261311850810noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159889742224106302006-10-03T11:35:00.000-04:002006-10-03T11:35:00.000-04:00camie- OMG!!! That was my 1st thought! Then just n...camie- OMG!!! That was my 1st thought! Then just now, I checked the mail and there was a disconnect notice from those ASS-HATS. No kidding. I just got off of the phone, after making MORE payment arrangements. I paid $700 in 8 days, and that wasn't enough for the Mickey Mouse book keeper. <BR/> SIGH...I di dmanage to lower my payment for this week and to stretch the rest out over the next month. Not bad...I am so glad that you are back!!!<BR/>nonny - is that true about Satan and squiurrels? Sure explains alot...<BR/>marni- I thought that the crack head nieghbours might have taken his little body for their Thanksgiving dinner. ( next week here in Canada)Biddiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745873261311850810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159889087446105982006-10-03T11:24:00.000-04:002006-10-03T11:24:00.000-04:00Are you sure the Hydro company didn't send him out...Are you sure the Hydro company didn't send him out in response to your post about the bill??Camie Voghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00346355411397902963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159883330613105062006-10-03T09:48:00.000-04:002006-10-03T09:48:00.000-04:00God hates squirrels. They use to be the ancient s...God hates squirrels. They use to be the ancient symbol for satan. They are the rats of the forest. God smote that little bastard down and you were all witness.Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06693590401750798739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159874538706334962006-10-03T07:22:00.000-04:002006-10-03T07:22:00.000-04:00Crap - I meant down HERE IN the south... gosh...Crap - I meant down HERE IN the south... gosh...Marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159874516334692092006-10-03T07:21:00.000-04:002006-10-03T07:21:00.000-04:00Mmmm - smokin' squirrel... down in here the south ...Mmmm - smokin' squirrel... down in here the south that is a treat! :)Marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159847329355274992006-10-02T23:48:00.000-04:002006-10-02T23:48:00.000-04:00Oh, Heidi, you know me. I can't stand to see any a...Oh, Heidi, you know me. I can't stand to see any animal hurt. If you would have seen this poor little guy...I've never seen a bald squirrel before..never mind one that is smoking...Biddiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745873261311850810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159842637563183522006-10-02T22:30:00.000-04:002006-10-02T22:30:00.000-04:00Uh oh. Here comes Miss Insensitivity...There are ...Uh oh. Here comes Miss Insensitivity...<BR/><BR/>There are a gazillion other squirrels out there to care for the little orphan squirrels. They're out there digging up my garden to provide for their little varmint babies.<BR/><BR/>D'oh! <BR/><BR/>Just remember...he probably never know what hit him. <BR/><BR/>As for you, the Adult in Question, I am laughing at your awkward pause moment. I might be a Bad Person, but come on. Zapped squirrel. come on!!!Heidi the Hickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00639479864903922047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159837148210090982006-10-02T20:59:00.000-04:002006-10-02T20:59:00.000-04:00I thought that maybe we could feed the hungry..It ...I thought that maybe we could feed the hungry..It is cooked meat afterall.<BR/> I was thinking too, about the poor little squirrel, just trying to provide for his family...Man, I'm a sap.Biddiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745873261311850810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159832483014098562006-10-02T19:41:00.000-04:002006-10-02T19:41:00.000-04:00Hi Life, or Something Like It,Oh, my heart goes ou...Hi Life, or Something Like It,<BR/>Oh, my heart goes out to that poor squirrel. Every so often I’ll find a dead one in my yard and its heart wrenching to dispose of its body. I start fantasizing about the squirrel being a “mother, with starving children waiting in the oak tree for her to return”. I’m glad your husband was able to solve the problem and your electricity was restored so quickly. <BR/><BR/>Requiem For A Squirrel…..Litzihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15797830477221024642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159832341936039072006-10-02T19:39:00.000-04:002006-10-02T19:39:00.000-04:00again, I say, OUCH...again, I say, OUCH...dillinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10833842886715698428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159827603994294002006-10-02T18:20:00.000-04:002006-10-02T18:20:00.000-04:00I told my friends at school...nobody really laughe...I told my friends at school...nobody really laughed. It was an awkward pause. But I laughed hard..:.KC.:. the brown eyed girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13257881761763820872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159823785061596632006-10-02T17:16:00.000-04:002006-10-02T17:16:00.000-04:00Maybe the squirrel hated church ...Maybe the squirrel hated church ...Cuphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00306848986781193911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29762189.post-1159821753619950682006-10-02T16:42:00.000-04:002006-10-02T16:42:00.000-04:00so was it bbq squirrel for tea then!so was it bbq squirrel for tea then!katyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12771905454120068595noreply@blogger.com