Stewie! And Squirrel Eradication

This is Stewie:

Stewie and his bunny

Stewie is the apple of my mother and step-father’s eye. He is a very sweet dog. I was supposed to do a post about him last week. But I got distracted by evil squirrels and a broken AC and a zillion other things. This delay was a bit distressing to my step-father, who is an avid reader of my blog (thanks Ken!) and Stewie’s biggest fan.

I’m glad I waited. Because today an email appeared in my inbox. Here is the text:
“Stewie has been the head of our squirrel eradication team for almost two years now has a nice demeanor when he is not eradicating vermin. He enjoys sunsets and long walks around the block with his doggy parents, doggie daddy and doggie mama. His favorite recording artist is Snoop Doggy Dog and he is conservative in his political views. FYI”
Here is the pictured that was attached:

Stewie to the rescue!

Hilarious!!!

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Now Stewie was supposed to get his own post, but…
This is what we found when we returned from Church this evening:

Trapped!

It took longer than 24 hours, but he finally decided to investigate the Rice Krispies. What? Rice Krispies? I know. I definitely think that he would have taken the bait faster if we had used the nuts in our pantry. But I wasn’t in charge. And I’m good with that.

You could be dead right now, squirrel!

Please don't get sick in our car! This car has enough problems.

One lucky squirrel

And he's off!

The husband took the last two photos when he set the evil varmint free in the town north of us. I feel sort of bad for Coppell, but not really. Pretend I’m whispering – Weird stuff happens in Coppell. I think it might be Twin Peaks. I’m done whispering now.

I think we need to keep trapping squirrels, but the husband doesn’t have time to let any go in the morning. So I guess we’ll have to save squirrel trapping for the weekends. Wow! That doesn’t sound redneck at all! I’m still keeping all of the patio furniture in the garage for now. I need a few weeks to recover from the trauma.