The oak trees in my neighborhood have produced a bumper crop of acorns and the falling acorns have gone from minor nuisance to hazard. Compounding the problem, I’m pretty sure the squirrels in my neighborhood actually fling acorns at pedestrians. They are wiley bastards and I put nothing past them. The squirrels, not my neighbors, that is.
Mike Licht over at Notions Capital was kind enough to send me a link to a recent post of his that contains links to some amazing stories.
Go check it out. You won’t look at those rodents the same way again.
(I really do read Mike’s site, but we all know how forgetful I am so I always appreciate it when he brings a good squirrel or meat related post to my attention. Thanks, Mike!)
Known fact: I lost a tooth because of the acorn. Yep, stepped on it wrong, twisted the ankle, and down goes Frazier, down goes Frazier, right on my face. Known fact #2: The Eldest Child did indeed once have an acorn flung at him by a squirrel while waiting for carline. They were very traumatic experiences.
Well I rest my case! Was thinking of you this past weekend (mcm weekend :-)