So - My wife & I were standing on the patio, aimlessly discussing something to do with her travel plans for the coming days...and, apparently, a squirrel was perched on the roof, a few feet away - probably trying to catch some juicy gossip (a well-documented vice of perched squirrels)...when...for some reason, the squirrel lost its perch, and fell from the roof...splat...onto the concrete patio, landing flat on its side (no creatures died in this episode).
As I later reflected on this strangeness, the fact that the squirrel dropped from the eave...while (it could'a been) listening in on our conversation (with seedy intent, no doubt) - gave new/double meaning to the phrase "Eaves-Dropping".
What do you think?
As I later reflected on this strangeness, the fact that the squirrel dropped from the eave...while (it could'a been) listening in on our conversation (with seedy intent, no doubt) - gave new/double meaning to the phrase "Eaves-Dropping".
What do you think?
The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.
~ Carlos Castaneda
~ Carlos Castaneda