I can’t tell you why I get such a kick out of it, but one of the first things that made me really fall in love with my neighborhood is the presence of squirrels. Every single day I see at
least one of these little guys running between trees in the neighborhood or running along one of the telephone lines, presumably to get to other trees.
It is kind of funny to think of that I like seeing them considering they used to be something to fear when I was growing up. My only real experience with squirrels prior to this was summer camp where we were warned not to get close to them because they carried tics that were carrying lime disease. I’m not just talking about verbal warnings either… I’m talking about signs posted all over the place with a and a big red circle around them with the red line
going down the middle. Not a good imagery.
I suppose that since these are Los Angeles squirrel and not Lake Tahoe squirrels I just assume that they don’t carry the same nasty ticks. It is probably a very lame assumption on my part, but they are so geographically separate I just figure these city squirrel are cleaner.
I hope I’m right.
Large Capactiy my ass…
Today I did something very brave, I washed our beds comforter. It’s been
needing one and, although my lovely wife warned me it wouldn’t fit, I stuffed
the thing into the washing machine. My washing machine claims it is a large
capacity washer but I know that we bought it when we first got married so it
can’t have the largest barrel in it. Still, if something is large capacity I’d
expect it to fit something large. Wrong.
In my defense I’d like to say I was able to get the entire thing to fit into
the washer. The problem was that I guess it came up to high because I now have a
lot of excess water around the washing machine. It’s not a lake and it is not a
flood but it is still a body of water that I hope goes away before my wife gets
home. I don’t mind getting an “I told you so” in this case because I scoffed at
convention and foraged ahead any way. I just don’t want to start an unnecessary
panic because part of the garage is all wet now. Unfortunately today isn’t all
that hot. A week ago this puddle would have already been dried up. Right now it
is still just sitting there and mocking me.
Damn you for mocking me water! May you dehydrate and never turn in to a
cloud!
-WW