I was preparing Sunday dinner when I looked out the back window and saw this:
Our attic dweller.
Phil rushed out to get the gun (sorry, animal lovers) but by the time he got the key and unlocked the guns the rascal was long gone. I told him if we kept our guns above the door or under the bed like real Arkansans we wouldn't of missed the opportunity to have critter gumbo.
2 comments:
I say stick the trap out ther' again!
He'll be more hungry now -he may fall for some good food!
Hey! You could make a coon skin cap!
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