Warning: this post is not for the easy queasy kind of person. If hunting stories would be too much for you then skip this post. It's not hunting, but just as lovely in the mental pictures it brings to mind.
I was gone all day yesterday, so this morning I asked if one of the boys buried the squirrel yesterday. Chad replied that Javan found a better way to get rid of the squirrel. It was really a boy thing but he thought I might appreciate it.
Javan was mowing ... Yep ~ You guessed it; grass too high, didn't see the squirrel, shredded squirrel!
Javan ~ "Mom, the squirrel must just have tough skin because once the skin was broken and I brought Jamie over she ate it right up!"
A little TMI (too much information)? Sorry, but some of my readers will appreciate it! Especially those of the male gender! :)
Life at the Plattner Ranch. From the hum drum to the adventures, to our corny sense of humor, to my ramblings. Welcome to a peak at our world.
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