Well, in our case this morning it was, why-do you have a dead squirrel in your mouth?
Uh it was just there,
Can you give ii to me?
Uh, no. I found it and i want to keep it,
Can you trade for a treat?
Uh, no. I love this squirrel with all my heart.
Will you trade for a piece of chicken?
Uh, no. This squirrel will be with me forever and ever.
Will you look at that over there while i grab it from your mouth.?
Uh, no. The stupid boys already tried to get it and i bit their faces off and never dropped my squirrel
Would you like this upgraded, smelly wonderfully delicious treat?
YES! Oh no.............you tricked me and I dropped the damned squirrel.
Oh, yuck,..........I grapped the damned squirrel, Now what do i do with it?
And no, I didn't take any photos, too busy trying to trick a smart dog. But I did comfirm the squirrel was pretty dead and rank.
And later Andrew came and helped Frank put up the sound bar for the living room TV. Now I can't hear the screams of the terrified squirrel as they climb the trees at lightening speed, I am too busy listening to The Sound of Music as we walk through the Alps with 37 kids gaining on us.
Did you know there is a right side and a wrong side to that boning stuff you put into the thread catchers? I do now!
Hey, I admit my mistakes, I do. And get rewarded with a squirrel!