It’s bad enough that squirrels have been eating my tomatoes just as they ripen, but when they leave behind the skins just to mock me, it’s too much. This is war.
Added Tuesday evening:
I should have updated this as soon as I got to work, but I didn’t get a chance….
I left the apartment a few minutes after writing this post, and guess what was on the sidewalk about 100 feet past my building? A dead squirrel, which is not something I ordinarily see on the sidewalk. And because I wasn’t feeling any compassion towards the creatures this morning, all I could think was, “I hope that’s the fucker that’s been eating my tomatoes.”