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Story - Adding Insult to Injury
Awww Kathy, that sucks! smothering a lil giggle at the squirrel
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That is too funny!! I hope Bob's head is ok, and his ego not too hurt from
being beaten by a squirrel! Marissa "Kathy N-V" wrote in message .com... After longing for fruit trees all my life, Bob and I planted a peach and an apple tree last year. They're some kind of ultra-dwarf species, so they are supposed to bear at least some fruit the second year. Apparently, the trees didn't read the manual, because I got no apples and three peaches. We've been watching the peaches ripen further each day, and I anticipated they'd be ready for picking either today or tomorrow. Apparently, I wasn't the only one watching the peaches. Bob came in from work, asking me if the peaches were tasty. I said that I haven't even been out today, and the last time I looked, the peaches were still there. "They're not there now," he answered. He had to leave for a sales call, and quickly departed. A few moments later, the phone rang - Bob, calling from the car. He had to tell me the rest of the story. As he was leaving the house, he ran into his dad, who said he had found a half-peach on the steps. Grandpa threw the half-eaten fruit into the bushes and forgot all about it. Bob started searching the bushes for the peach. "then some little f*cker whacked me in the head with a peach pit!" He was unable to catch the squirrel, who ran up onto the garage roof, laughing. Bob ranted about his beaned head and the stolen peaches for a few moments, and then I said that I'd have to buy some of those anti-squirrel nets for next year. "Forget that!" he shrieked, "I'm getting a .22! That'll teach them to mess with the fruit and bean me off the head. I even saved the peach pit to show you later." He did not appreciate my laughter. But now I'm torn: amused because the squirrel beaned Bob off the head, and disappointed that I never even got to taste one peach. Kathy N-V |
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