Wednesday, May 6, 2009

On My Walk Today…

Me: (thinking to myself) “Jeez, those squirrels are awfully close to the path.”

Taking a few more steps…

Me: “They’ll probably move as I get closer.”

Taking a few more steps…

Me: “Huh? They’re not moving. What’s wrong with them?”

Taking a few more steps…

Me: “Maybe they’re rabid and planning to attack me!!”

Taking a few more steps… while contemplating the scene I would make as I scream across the field with two squirrels caught in my hair, and what my plan of action would be to dislodge them*…

Me: “They’re only a foot away, now! What the? Oh, wait…looking around embarrassed… they’re having a moment of intimacy.”

Taking a few more steps…

Me: “Great. Now I feel like a dirty peeping tom. Why can’t I ever walk in peace?!”


*Swat at them, of course!

3 comments:

Andrea said...

Oh Liz I love you're posts. It's like you are right here relating the experience to me. This one is too funny!

Rachel said...

I can't stop laughing. No seriously. I can barely type.

Amanda said...

Just perfect! It shouldn't have ended any other way. Unless of course they did end up lodged in your hair. That would have been funny too. Only funny for us, not you.