A couple of cougars have been sighted in the woods out in back of Chez Szondy, so the dogs have a strict sunset curfew and the daughter is warned to stay clear of the trees and play close to the doors.
It was bad enough when the deer ate all my apples. Now I have to deal with bloody lions.
4 comments:
I was going to suggest leaving out setups of gin and tonic and directions to the nearest karaoke bar, but I see you mean the real feline variety rather than the older divorcee models
Shame upon you, Neil A Russell, for demeaning the worthfulness of cougyr-Americans! They're not just objects, dammit! We hates you forever for your commentsses! (But mostly, because we were going to make that joke.)
David:
Of course, you can't shoot them. If they maul your daughter, that's just Nature's Way.
Hence the old adage of the range:
Shoot
Shovel
Shut up
Pfft.
A REAL man would tear his (flannel) shirt off, grab the axe (that would of course be beside his desk), run outside smeared in BBQ sauce, and TAKE ON THAT COUGAR SINGLE-HANDED!
That, or stay inside and play Red Dead Redemption. Shoot some cougars on that, that'll show 'em.
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