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Saturday, June 11, 2005

Drug Crazed Squirrels

I happened to be looking out the back patio door late last night when I noticed a small dark aparition passing along the edge of the patio. I knew immediately he was up to no good with his evil glowing eyes so I ran and grabbed my camera. I managed to get this shot of him sneaking by as he kept peering over his shoulder.



Moments later I watched as he climbed into the large flowerpot near the window and started digging into the dirt inside. What could he be up to, I thought to myself. His nervous glances made me more and more suspicious as I watched and waited.



Finally he found what he was seeking! It was his weed stash, some buried pot that he must have hidden earlier. I watched in silence, and was able to get this shot of him moments after he lit up.




You can tell by the look in his eyes that he was stoned off his ass. Who knew that squirrels were pot smokers? This is truly a weird revelation into the secret life of the nocturnal habits of those sweet and innocent appearing furry critters. In the darkness they show their true colors in a way I had never imagined. Should I alert the DEA? FBI? I'll bet it's just a matter of time before they'll be roaming the streets at night, gangbanging and hitting up little old ladies for money to support their illicit drug habit.


Have a fun weekend!! wee!!!