A text to my brother this past Sunday:
“Happy Easter! Doing anything to celebrate?”
His response:
“Same to you. I went for a bike ride and accidentally ran over a squirrel.”
I couldn’t resist a reply:
“I hope it wasn’t Rocky.”
My sincere apologies to Dan Antion and The Editor (the kind squirrel feeders) and anyone who questions my wacky Bullwinkle sense of humor.
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At least it wasn’t Bullwinkle. Your brother would have come off a lot worse.
That would have been an accident of epic proportions, except I would hope that he’d see a moose in time to stop before that would even happen.
You’d like to think so but I dunno, moose can be sneaky.
Okay Boris…
That’s not as farfetched as you may think. I almost hit a deer once on my bike. It really rattled me and I shook on the side of the road for a few minutes before I could continue. It wouldn’t have ended well. I now know the answer to the question that’s always bothered me …. no, you don’t see them coming.
I have had the deer incidents when I was a Harley biker chick. They were way too close for comfort!
Yikes. That would have been frightening!
No apologies necessary. Once the deed is done, you can sympathize or make the person feel worse. Since it’s your brother, the choice is obvious.
Now, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat 🙂
Ta da! One rabbit in Dan’s yard…to add to the furry mix. I ran over a squirrel once with my car and felt awful for days, so I would not make the bro feel bad over an accident.
Awww, good sister.
Well, you know which camp I’m in, and I’ll leave it there so as not to offend Dan. 🙂
You are wise, Judy! I like squirrel, as long as it doesn’t climb up my leg looking for food. That freaks me out.
Squirrels. We have a bird feeder set up. Some days the squirrels let the birds eat there too. There have been times where there are six or more squirrels feeding. And a chipmunk or two.
Squirrels gotta eat too, John! Thanks for helping out in that regard. 😏
Poor Rocky! What is it with the squirrel carnage this spring? My hubby came home rather distressed that a red squirrel ran out in front of his car, and it was too late to swerve.
Oh boy! Perhaps the squirrels are confused right now by less people and traffic out in their domain, so they think it’s safe to run and play in the streets. Poor squirrels.
Better Rocky than Bullwinkle. Of course maybe your brother just had the wrong hat on when he was out riding. 😁
Ha! Maybe it was his bike helmet.
Let’s hope Gidney and Cloyd don’t scrooch your brother.
Those two are probably playing it safe these days by living on the moon and staying away from men on bikes. 🙂
Oh, no! I never heard of running over a squirrel on a bike! Your brother must be fast! I think Rocky would have flown away.
My brother is a hardcore road biker, so he probably was going fast. I’m grateful, though, that it didn’t cause him to crash. That would have hurt.
😉
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Glad that you had a spot of humour to tackle the situation.
There’s humor in most every situation, Damyanti!
Oh wow. I just don’t know what to say, poor brother, poor squirrel..
He went biking again today without incident. I suspect the squirrels are in hiding.
Yeah. Good for him 🙂