Friday, May 7, 2010

A Clemson squirrel







Last evening found me, Vic, Phlip, nephew Mason & his girl friend Pica cooking out here at the campground. Apparently Phlip doesn't let anyone use his grill. But since he was on the phone & I was starving, I convinced Vic to put the burgers on & get 'em started. The "angry" banter between those 2 was as funny as any comedy routine I've ever seen. The look on Vic's face says it all, with him encased in smoke evidence of him fuming! It was a riot!
During dinner I noticed a whole in my UNC Tar Heel tablecloth, thinking that was very odd. It was on a corner & looked like someone had just picked it apart. It was a mystery.
This morning I was sitting here at the dinette looking out at the picnic table, when who should appear but a squirrel with a piece of fuzzy Tar Heel table cloth sticking out of his mouth. He sat up on his hind legs & just stared at me through the window. That's when I realized I was in Clemson territory and he had to be a Clemson squirrel. No other reason why he would ruin my prized table cloth. Thought Isaw an orange "C" on his little chest, but I'm sure it must have been my imagination. One more of life's little mysteries solved.

2 comments:

  1. Oh! How hilarious! You need to caption that second photo with Flip saying "I TOLD you not touch my grill!!" And Vic saying "But we were SOOO hungry!" Too bad about the table cloth - those little Clemson S--tbirds!! No respect.

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  2. Agreed Zoe...very funny!

    I see you are a Tar Heel fan Fred. Even though I graduated from Clemson, I am partial to UNC as well! One of my brothers played football for them in Chapel Hill '69-'72 (many years ago! but I do have such fond memories.)

    Shame on those Clemson Squirrels! Where are their manners? :)

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