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Another missed opportunity and this time it was entirely my fault. When walking his Lordship I usually keep a loose finger grip on the leash but the other day I had it looped around my wrist and wouldn’t you know it… that was the exact moment our resident red squirrel b*tch darted right out in front of Lord Dudley Mountcatten.
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He ran to give chase but was jerked back by the leash I couldn’t drop just as he reached for her.
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It was a close call… but damn it, she escaped.
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Up the cedar tree she went… and sat there for a good 20 minutes teasing my boy.
And me for that matter.
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He could have had her.
It was so close….
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River's world..... 
Brunswick Stew, baby! Corn and squirrel!
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One squirrel does not a stew make. If we local her nest, maybe.
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Ewww…..Brunswick stew made with squirrel? 🤮
I’m not one for wild game but just like rattlesnakes, I don’t think I could eat squirrel either. Poor Lord Dudley….he’s about just as mad as you are I’m sure.
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He was not at all pleased. With the squirrel… or me.
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Glad my little treasure puff is safe.
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If I had your address, your little treasure puff could be chewing her way into your house as we speak….
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