The Funniest Squirrel Story You Ever Heard!
Laugh as I tell you how Fate meted out a surprise for my annoying Mom one day. There is a day that I shared with my Dad that stands out as one of the funniest, most rewarding and sensational days of my early life. It was the day that the squirrels got even for both of us. My Mom was not afraid of feeding squirrels. The photo here shows her boldness. Like me, if it had fur she'd try to feed it. (Unless it was a big dog.) Mom feeding her squirrel friends in Alabama My dad would not let ME feed squirrels, though. He told horror stories about VA Hospital patients who had lost fingers. Supposedly, if one of those near-sighted nasties bit you, the deep teeth would inoculate your finger with the plague. The wound would close up immediately, sealing your fate. Tales of amputated fingers as a result of squirrel bites haunted my sleep.
Hi, just happened upon your blog and I believe we were neighbors at Rafferty's Caravan Site on the Bullwood Road near Dunoon before you moved to the house. Small world! It's been over 50 years but seems like yesterday. Living in Scotland was a great exoerience. We took a "trip down Memory Lane" two years ago and stayed in Dunoon for a few days. The caravan site was gone but so much seemed unchanged. The Swallow Cafe is still there as well as the tea shop on Argyle Street. Your blog on Holy Loch really took me back in time to my first adventure as a navy wife. Best regards, Janet
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