Hiya Nursie T!!!
Hey hon, I got out of all kids of work today.
But it wasn't one of my best days.
This morning, before it got too hot, I went out and laid down on the plaid couch out there in the front yard by the boat because it was going to be too hot to go fishing. So I'm laying there taking me a nice, little Pokey nap and unbeknownst to me a big, old squirrel climbs up in my lap and
HE snuggled hisself down for a nice nap too. So I'm laying there and got that itch like guys do ... you know what I mean. Well, I reach down to scratch it and instead grabbed me a big handful of squirrel tail.
Now I was
three-quarters to two-thirds asleep or something like that because I'm not too sure about the math ... but imagine my surprise! I was laying there expecting to scratch my ... uh ... self and instead I grab me a big, old handful of fur with something kinda stiff underneath it!!!
The first thing that came to mind was that God had finally punished me for all my past transgressions like that preacher said was gonna happen to me.
You know, its funny how fast you can think of things and I was thinking soooo fast about how I was going to spend the rest of my life in the do-good department and to please restore my ringdangdoo to normalcy. I didn't want to be burdened with this hard, furry thing for the rest of my life.
Now all this thinking took place while I was in the process of becoming fully awake, I know ... an unusual state for me ... but I was on my way there and doing all this real fast thinking when all of a sudden I guess that squirrel decided that he was going to take offense at me strangling his tail like that. And take offense he did.
That squirrel was all over me and I was trying to fight it off with one hand while covering my vital organs from bites with the other. There was a big ball of string laying on the plaid couch that Nursie T had left there (I think she had been knitting or something) and that squirrel managed to get some of it wrapped around his neck and about that time he jumped into the boat and was running around in there knocking over my tackle boxes and bass lures were sticking to him all over the place making him even madder than he already was.
I finally gather my composure and grabbing that string I dragged the squirrel out of the boat and even though he had half the bass lures I own stuck to him, I dragged him to the pond beside the house and I started swinging that danged squirrel over my head and finally slung him in my pond. The squirrel had so many lures stuck to him that he went underwater immediately and I thought to my self "good riddance."
But all of a sudden that line went tight and it was all I could do to hang onto it. I didn't know what was going on because the water is muddy and I couldn't see the squirrel but curiosity got the better of me and I started pulling that squirrel back to the yard and when I got him there he had eight real good sized bass that had bit on those lures and the bass were well attached to him.
So I got the bass off of the squirrel and then turned him loose. He had earned it! Eight real fine bass!! That's dinner for a few days!
So I got a stringer out of the boat and put the bass on it and went in the house. My wife said in that kinda screechy voice of hers "I thought you said it was too hot to go fishing!!!"
I just said "Don't ask" and went in the kitchen to clean the fish.
And that was my day.
TT