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Kessen no Risu ga Hiki
Jan. 8th, 2007 05:57 pmThat's "Squirrels War" or "Big Battle of the Many Squirrels." I think. (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yotogi, can you confirm that or at least cast grave doubt on my ability to communicate in Japanese?) In other words, the war has been declared upon the McDermott boys (by the squirrels.)
See, we've had a squirrel problem for the past few months. They got into the awning by way of a tree outside. At the time they were apparently pioneer squirrels, or Metalworkers Union squirrels, since they cut through aluminum siding to get in. They have since called in ninja squirrels and spelunker squirrels, who have gotten into parts of the house where there was never intended to be any access and thus there are no doors or hatches or traps or even a blessed vent into there. (This house was not built or designed by the brightest people in the world.) So today my brother and I cut down some branches from said tree, and we are hoping that, thus cut off from easy access, the squirrel(s) in the attic who are still there will make the Great Leap Forward (And Out And Down) to freedom, or will fall prey to the cunning Hav-A-Hart trap we baited with the only food we had available: cheese.
That or they will resume their ninjaish ways and I'll find little acorn shuriken flying at me from the heat vents.
Jon Fleeing Insane Customers: D minus six days and counting.
More later. Pax.
yotogi, can you confirm that or at least cast grave doubt on my ability to communicate in Japanese?) In other words, the war has been declared upon the McDermott boys (by the squirrels.)See, we've had a squirrel problem for the past few months. They got into the awning by way of a tree outside. At the time they were apparently pioneer squirrels, or Metalworkers Union squirrels, since they cut through aluminum siding to get in. They have since called in ninja squirrels and spelunker squirrels, who have gotten into parts of the house where there was never intended to be any access and thus there are no doors or hatches or traps or even a blessed vent into there. (This house was not built or designed by the brightest people in the world.) So today my brother and I cut down some branches from said tree, and we are hoping that, thus cut off from easy access, the squirrel(s) in the attic who are still there will make the Great Leap Forward (And Out And Down) to freedom, or will fall prey to the cunning Hav-A-Hart trap we baited with the only food we had available: cheese.
That or they will resume their ninjaish ways and I'll find little acorn shuriken flying at me from the heat vents.
Jon Fleeing Insane Customers: D minus six days and counting.
More later. Pax.
