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awwwwww
KILL IT!! it's still ALIVE and just pretending to be dead. See the little beady eyes???
Posted by: Siouxie | November 30, 2007 at 08:46 AM
kill it anyways, even if its dead
Posted by: chaz | November 30, 2007 at 08:48 AM
No, it is definitely a deceased squirrel.
Posted by: Dave | November 30, 2007 at 08:48 AM
ahhhhhhhhh, it's sleeping. be vewy, vewy quiet.
wonders if sophie will want to explore it. silly question. of course. what kid wouldn't?!?
Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 08:48 AM
warming its tummy on your driveway?
You know Sophie won't let you.
Posted by: mm | November 30, 2007 at 08:48 AM
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 08:50 AM
Maybe they're trying to frame you for murder.
Posted by: Straw | November 30, 2007 at 08:54 AM
It's the squirrel Mafia's calling card, Dave. You are flocked
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 08:56 AM
Hide it from Sophie before she can ask you to keep it as a pet.
Posted by: daisymae | November 30, 2007 at 09:00 AM
daisymae --
Remember a couple of weeks ago when Sophie was disappointed that another child was able to get the squirrel skull and she only got a couple of bones?
Now is the perfect time to provide the "Special Gift from Santa" that she asked for yesterday.
Some disassembly required... but no batteries.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | November 30, 2007 at 09:02 AM
Honey, we're eatin' gooooood tonight!
Posted by: Mark | November 30, 2007 at 09:02 AM
No, it is definitely a deceased squirrel.
Posted by: Dave
'E's not dead. 'E's pinin' for the fjords.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Scrooge | November 30, 2007 at 09:04 AM
I'm feelin' better now.
Posted by: The Squirrel | November 30, 2007 at 09:06 AM
I'm not dead yet...
Posted by: Squirrel | November 30, 2007 at 09:06 AM
mostly dead
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 09:07 AM
It's like the 'Godfather.' Only with squirrels. And driveways.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 30, 2007 at 09:08 AM
Maybe we're all being too negative about this. Maybe it's actually an early Christmas present.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 09:09 AM
Very suspicious, Dave. Are we to believe that this furry little terrorist just keeled over of his own accord, handily on your driveway? Ha!
I'm with Straw on this one - it looks like a frame-up. Watch out for a pair to show up at your door tonight to play good squirrel/bad squirrel on you, and subsequently take you down to the burrow for questioning.
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 30, 2007 at 09:09 AM
SEE?? I TOLD you I was worried about what that drunken moose had done to Rocky!
Posted by: slyeyes | November 30, 2007 at 09:10 AM
it could have been a horse's head, i suppose....
Posted by: queensbee | November 30, 2007 at 09:14 AM
While you were taking this photo, two other furry rebels infiltrated your kitchen. Good luck with that.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 30, 2007 at 09:16 AM
You know, I've seen squirrels do this a couple of times in the last year.
Is this something they always did, and I just never noticed?
Posted by: Steve (The 24 Guy) | November 30, 2007 at 09:17 AM
dread pirate...
he's stunned!!
Posted by: The Penguin Made Me Do It | November 30, 2007 at 09:17 AM
Of course....it COULD be a virgin sacrifice as a gesture towards negotiating a peace treaty.
But I doubt it.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 30, 2007 at 09:18 AM
sly...that squirrel doesn't look like a virgin.
Posted by: daisymae | November 30, 2007 at 09:24 AM
It'll take a couple more for supper. I'll start choppin veggies while you snag 'em. We'll need a bay leaf or two.
Posted by: pogo | November 30, 2007 at 09:24 AM
Question du jure: How do you tell whether a squirrel is a virgin.
Posted by: pogo | November 30, 2007 at 09:26 AM
Dave at around midnight tonight a whole bunch of them will gather on your front lawn carrying pitchforks and torches.
Posted by: Mot The Hoople | November 30, 2007 at 09:28 AM
It's a suicide squirrel mission gone terribly wrong. Perhaps the little squirrel parachute didn't open and
*SPLAT*
I'd stay inside all day just in case.
Posted by: Siouxie | November 30, 2007 at 09:34 AM
or maybe a squirrel suicide mission...
Where the heck is my coffee?
Posted by: Siouxie | November 30, 2007 at 09:35 AM
Mot - Did you share Uncle Jack with Dave's squirrel? I've seen that "passed out" look before.
Posted by: Meditrina | November 30, 2007 at 09:37 AM
Sio....Suicide Squirrel has to BAGNF somthing!
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 09:38 AM
Carefully don your surgical gear (oven mitts). Grasp by tail. Carry over and place atop fire ant mound. Voila, furry bastard skeleton (and fat, lazy fire ants)!
Posted by: CJrun | November 30, 2007 at 09:40 AM
A drink perhaps, Jazzzzie???
or Kamikaze Squirrel?
Posted by: Siouxie | November 30, 2007 at 09:40 AM
It martyred itself on your driveway to warn you to cease your exposure of the worldwide squirrel-terrorism network.
Time to go into hiding. See if Salman Rushdie's guest room is free.
Posted by: GDogg | November 30, 2007 at 09:40 AM
I was wondering that myself, pogo, but wasn't going to ask.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 09:41 AM
Quick - grab his nuts!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 30, 2007 at 09:41 AM
Don't name him Muha.....nevermind
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 09:43 AM
Eeewww, CJ. That's gonna give me nightmares.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 09:43 AM
CJ.... here's a neat trick.
Take armadillo road kill in good condition
stake to fire ant hill
set timer for a couple of weeks
wear as hat to next strumpet date
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 09:47 AM
Or a do-rag
Posted by: Siouxie | November 30, 2007 at 09:50 AM
Dave, here in SA the criminals employ spotters who place innocent looking items such as empty soda cans in front of a house to show the robbers which houses are safe to hit. I think the squirrels are doing something similar.
Posted by: Mot The Hoople | November 30, 2007 at 09:53 AM
Dave, they're on to you. I'm sorry to have to say that, but it appears that they are tired of being maligned on this blog. :)
They're too small to carry a horse's head, so they had to sacrifice one of their own.
I'm with Siouxie - stay inside today.
Also, remember how the movie Magnolia ended. Could just as easily have been squirrels......
Posted by: Eleanor | November 30, 2007 at 09:54 AM
I'm just wondering what Dave's neighbors thought of him standing over a dead squirrel with his camera this morning.
Posted by: CTProf | November 30, 2007 at 09:56 AM
STOP WITH THE FIRE ANTS! I'm all ickied out here.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 09:57 AM
reads cj's post. *swoons*
if anyone needs me, i'll be updating my christmas list.
Posted by: Squirrel | November 30, 2007 at 09:58 AM
I think it's time to set the video recorder up in a window at night to see who/what's trying to terrorize the next president of the U.S.
Posted by: jon | November 30, 2007 at 09:58 AM
Hey, CTProf, you take you chances when you live next door to a humourist.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 09:58 AM
Oh, no - I was thinking the same thing as CTProf. I need therapy.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 30, 2007 at 09:58 AM
CJ, you're supposed to make GIRLS swoon, not squirrels.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 10:01 AM
CTProf - I often have that thought about Dave "dressing up" and posing Walter for crapcam shots.
Dave must have understanding neighbors.... or maybe they're so old they don't see or hear what goes on over there!
Posted by: Meditrina | November 30, 2007 at 10:02 AM
Does this warrant Secret Service protection for Dave?
Posted by: daisymae | November 30, 2007 at 10:03 AM
You say therapy like it's a bad thing Annie
Posted by: CTProf | November 30, 2007 at 10:03 AM
CTProf.....are you thinkin' this is the FIRST time Dave has done something bazaar?
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 10:03 AM
Good point Jazzzz... must be the lack of coffee that made me think something like that.
Posted by: CTProf | November 30, 2007 at 10:06 AM
gjd, he loves it when i dress like a squirrel and
play deadswoon.Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 10:06 AM
LOL, cg.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 10:07 AM
CTP, I suspect they're vaccinated. The man drives a motorized cooler. He decorates a baculum for holidays and poses it on the walkway.
Posted by: CJrun | November 30, 2007 at 10:08 AM
the French Maid squirrel?
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 10:08 AM
I think it's a squirrel that changed sides. And tried to get to Dave to warn him...but was taken out before he had the chance...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | November 30, 2007 at 10:09 AM
tropichunt guy - you mean...a....a..
NTTAWWT
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 30, 2007 at 10:20 AM
That sounds like a good story, tropic. I wonder if there's anybody around here who writes books.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 10:21 AM
oops...I meant - you mean a gay squirrel?!? NTTAWWT
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 30, 2007 at 10:21 AM
Dave has a bazaar? How bizarre!
Posted by: pogo | November 30, 2007 at 10:23 AM
THIS is what happens to dead squirrels who try to mess with Dave's family.
Posted by: ellie | November 30, 2007 at 10:30 AM
pogo.....I'm pretty sure you could call it that ;-)
Posted by: Jazzzz | November 30, 2007 at 10:31 AM
Uh...did somebody say Bizarre Bazaar? That would ne a good name for...a magician?
Posted by: daisymae | November 30, 2007 at 10:35 AM
Sorry for the "errant pedantry" (cite that quote!) but I recently was caught on the same misteak.
Posted by: pogo | November 30, 2007 at 10:42 AM
the bizarre bazaar sounds like the next installment in a series of unfortunate events.
Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 10:42 AM
of course, the bizarre brassiere would be an entirely different sort of story.
Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 10:43 AM
Oh dear. So sad.... afraid I won't be hanging around until the photo is archived.
Posted by: AmerInParis | November 30, 2007 at 10:44 AM
It could be Dennis Kucinich in disguise...
Posted by: mesmo | November 30, 2007 at 10:46 AM
and then there's always the new victoria's secret campaign, the bizarre brassiere bazaar.
(someone please stop me)
Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 10:49 AM
cg: don't. Stop.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 10:52 AM
Here ya go, lower case cg.
Ginger Spice's little girl has chicken pox.
Discuss.
Posted by: Eleanor | November 30, 2007 at 10:56 AM
cg, not to be confused with their newest bra, "the bizzare bazaar bazooka bra"
Posted by: Siouxie | November 30, 2007 at 10:57 AM
Ginger Chicken with spiced pox sounds like something a bad chef would create.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 10:58 AM
"the bizzare bazaar bazooka brassiere"
better ;-P
Posted by: Siouxie | November 30, 2007 at 10:58 AM
Hmm, after all the photographs of Walter, the neighbors stopped wondering about Dave's photography habits a long time ago . . . and sold their homes and moved away.
Posted by: Boo Augustus | November 30, 2007 at 10:59 AM
It kinda looks like the squirrel has its ear to the ground listening for distant stampeding buffalo herds or the 6:53 stage to Dodge City.
Posted by: Boo Augustus | November 30, 2007 at 11:01 AM
A bazooka brassiere would have a built in holster plus pockets for extra ammo, right?
Posted by: daisymae | November 30, 2007 at 11:07 AM
El. Chicken pox? I thought that there was a vaccine for that?
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 30, 2007 at 11:12 AM
I agree that its the Sciuridae Mafia... this little guy crossed the wrong rodent and they sent him to "sleep with the Barrys"
Posted by: mathercize | November 30, 2007 at 11:23 AM
"the bizarre bazaar bazooka brassiere"
I've created a monster. Walk this way...
Posted by: pogo | November 30, 2007 at 11:24 AM
A bazooka brassiere would have a built in holster plus pockets for extra ammo, right?
Posted by: daisymae | November 30, 2007 at 11:27 AM
a squirrel walks in to a bra....
Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 11:32 AM
...and says, "Darn. Where are the nuts?"
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 11:35 AM
Dave, Dave, Dave! What are you...one of those stinkin' papaRatsos who only cares about a sleazy crime-scene shot??? I believe you're required under Presbyterian/Episcopalean/
Jewish/Cuban tradition to provide your little friend with a decent burial. Perhaps Walter could say a few words...
Posted by: Betsy | November 30, 2007 at 11:40 AM
Definitely the work of a hit squirrel.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 30, 2007 at 11:40 AM
he has squirreled away the nuts...
Posted by: ellie | November 30, 2007 at 11:41 AM
...and the bra tender said, "why the long tooth?"
Posted by: CJrun | November 30, 2007 at 11:42 AM
Actually, Boo, I think the sqvirrel's punched a hole in the driveway and is rummaging around for a stashed weapon, like maybe a bizarre bazoomba thingy.
Errant Pedantry, pogo, besides being AGNFABritish
InvasionRepulsionBand, would be from one of the Spencerian Lion's better known quotes, but not among my favorites (which mostly involve Lady Astor).Posted by: danceswithvowels | November 30, 2007 at 11:43 AM
*Snork* @ the collective Rabbi/Priest/Presbyterian Horse/Cuban Missile/Squirrel walk into a bra in Sudan ...
Posted by: danceswithvowels | November 30, 2007 at 11:46 AM
Dave, I have so many questions!
What happened after the picture was taken? Did you...
1) Dispose of the deceased squirrel?
2) Toast him like a strawberry Pop Tart™?
3) Sorry; no 3.
4) Call someone to remove the carcass?
5) Run him over with your car several times to make certain he was dead, dead, dead.
6) Allow Sophie to package up the little varmint and take him to school for proper dissection and fair bone distribution?
7) Dress him in a red hat and coat and call him Santa?
I'm sorry, I'll stop now.
Posted by: KDF | November 30, 2007 at 11:47 AM
For he hath feasted on wormwood and poisoned acorns, and he knows no more.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 30, 2007 at 11:47 AM
no, no, no,
a squirrel walks into a bra and.......
the bra tender says, "why the wrong place?"
Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 11:48 AM
the bra tender says, "why the long lace?"
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 30, 2007 at 12:04 PM
Well, it's not a good day in the animal kingdom. I just came back from a funeral for a goldfinch that my daughter found dead on our front porch.
Posted by: gjd | November 30, 2007 at 12:05 PM
geez, gjd, ya'll out of fire ants?
Posted by: crossgirl | November 30, 2007 at 12:06 PM
Obviously there is a pattern here. First a squirrel dies mysteriously, then a gold finch, with each one wearing their own gang colours. A tree turf war has started apparently. It's only a matter of time until we have running gun battles in the trees for control of valuable branch territory.
Posted by: ArcticAl | November 30, 2007 at 12:24 PM