Last weekend Stephane and I went rowing on the University lake. Its not as easy as it looks - especially for Stephane. I, however, kicked that boats butt. The boat lady who rents them out was very frightening. Stephane thinks its because she has a thing against the French. She yells at people accross the lake when they break the rules. She never had to yell at us though. But she still scared us.
I fed the squirrels. One of them came straight up to my hand and ate my nut. The second time he bit my finger. Then Stephane and I had to run away because the squirrels got scary.
See?
1 comment:
That is one freaky-ass looking squirrel. Pet Cemetary, anyone?
Donny
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