As you are well aware our neighborhood is overrun with squirrels that MEGA loves to chase on a daily basis.
Regularly, they meet untimely deaths not at the hands of the Demonic Presence but due to their inability to gauge the speed of traffic.
Such was the case of one critter whose squashed remains somehow made their way into our next door neighbors yard.
There they became sun baked until such times as they resembled fur covered rawhide.
That’s when Miss MEGA got them and a battle of epic proportions between her and Ma ensued.
Man there is a reason she is nicknamed JAWS.
Poor Ma wrestled with her to pull that piece of dried meat from her mouth for a good five minutes but each time the THING came up for air she clamped back down on it.
You know Ma though. Wouldn’t give up in spite of my trying to convince her that either JAWS would choke on it or she’d die of food poisoning and we’d get rid of her once and for all one way or another.
Ma won. You can only imagine the spectacle it was for those early morning commuters going down our street.
No doubt they went into work and told tales of an elderly grey haired women grappling with a pit bull but none of them stopped to help.
Alas the CREATURE survived and Ma forgave her. Next time she absolutely must let her choke.
Blessing#1750-Dead Squirrel Society
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