Wednesday, July 15, 2009


I have this obsession with squirrels. I get "crazy eyes" when I see one and I make a horribly high-pitched cry. My boyfriend, Oscar doesn't seem too interested in squirrels. In New York City, the squirrels enjoy taunting me. Little do they know, I'm learning how to climb.

Here's what happened:

Oscar and I were happily walking and minding our own business when...

I heard the chattering sounds of a busy squirrel. I couldn't help but look up.

Evil, in a furry suit, stared back at me.

I circled the tree, barked, whined, and I got the "crazy eyes".

At that moment, I wished I could grow as tall as a giraffe. But my wish didn't come true, so Nina had to drag me away from the tree.

The end,


Lorenza said...

Hi, Franny!
The nerve of that squirrel!
I hope next time you got him!
Kisses and hugs

Ruby and Penny said...

Hi Franny
Your prey drive must be on overdrive for that squirrel to distract you from that gorgeous beau of yours. We hope you catch one soon.
Love Ruby & Penny

Joey and Maggie said...

That was such a great tale, and super pics. Evil, evil squirrels.

Twix said...

Franny, your guy is handsome but, lets face it, there is something not right with him. What kind of doxie doesn't go crazy around squirrels? You keep practicing and you will get one eventually.
Love and hugs,

D0gl0v3r said...

Love your blog Franny!

DoMo says Hi from Singapore!