The squirrels ate every single walnut on my folk's Black Walnut tree. They also did severe damage to the pecans... Cotton tails took several bites outta' every single mellon in the garden. Little bastids.
Brother has shot several with the 'ol .20 cal Sherridan, but to no avail.
l told my pap and mam I was going to be a mountain man; acted like they was gut-shot. Make your life go here. Here's where the peoples is. Mother Gue, I says, the Rocky Mountains is the marrow of the world, and by God, I was right.
- Del Gue
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