Close Encounters, Third Kind
If Zelda starts carving mountains out of mashed potatoes, everyone should worry.
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We have four Australian Shepherds. Thank heavens we don’t have squirrels anywhere near the yard. My OCD dog will remember that she saw a lizard duck under this weed two weeks ago, and will keep waiting for it to come back out.
Moonpuppy, don’t give up. One of the cardinal rules of NaNoWriMo (and writing in general) is that it’s okay for the first draft to suck. We are our own worst critics, and one of the first steps is to send our critical side off on vacation and just WRITE!




















As soon as Hubby said “the size of that squirrel”, I just KNEW it was the Hyde squirrel! It reminds me of the Bugs Bunny Jekyll and Hyde cartoon. Now it’s a squirrel. Poof! Now it’s a monster. And just because something is “native to Earth” doesn’t mean it can’t be monstrous- or alien-appearing. For example, have you SEEN naked mole-rats? Definitely Not Of This World! Hee Hee!