Boy, how the girls jumped when they their pillow started moving. They slowly pulled back the pillow and out jumped the squirrel. It chased the little girls through the house. All you can hear are screams through their sniffles and sobs. One of the girls screamed so loud it broke a blood vessel and blood came streaming out her nose. We finally locked the girls plus Baby E in the nursery while daddy and I chased it out. I was armed with a broom, C was armed with a sheet. Hey, it was all we could find. It ran behind the china cabinet...I beat it out. It ran under the chair...I beat it out. It finally came to rest up inside our couch. C strong man lifted the couch up and over towards the door. We finally called in the designated hitter. He stood beating the couch like a professional baseball player until the squirrel jumped down out of the couch and ran out the door, not before giving us the finger.
Nothing like feeding your baby brother baby to calm you down after a terrifying ordeal.
Still a little shaken up.
C said don't even think about taking my picture right now! O-K!
We are calling a chimney sweep in the morning. "Holy shit! Where's the Tylenol?"
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