Just haven't had it in me to do any posts lately. I've been spending all my time in the back yard on squirrel patrol. There are these lousy squirrels that eat the fruit from the tree in the corner of the yard. They eat constantly - stopping only to give me hell when I approach to check out what's going on. The little bastards click their teeth whenever I get close - it's very annoying. One even had the nerve to tell me to beat it. I was so enraged that I started to try and climb the tree- forgetting that I'm on the upside of ten and probably should be watching my blood pressure.
Oh, well - it's good to get angry now and then. My Grandpa Frank used to say that he felt better when he was angry. He also said that when he started to feel bad - his hate level was slipping so he would need to find something to piss himself off again. I guess I take after him to some degree but I don't have to look for things to make me angry - he's always around. I'm talking about the big idiot that calls himself my owner. Ok, I better get going - my hate level is rising again which means I'm feeling better. Have a great day folks!