Albino Squirrel

It looks like my font changed. Hm. I like it.

Nick was in here tormenting me a few minutes ago... And see, here's the thing, I started letting the baby out of the house to play in the morning because I feel like indoor cats, when offered a chance to venture outside occasionally, are much less neurotic. Nicholas likes to tell me that when she goes out that she is hunting and killing stuff, which she isn't. At all.

But today he looks out the window and points and goes, "Mommy I just saw Baby Kitty kill a squirrel."

I was like, "Nicholas you did not."

"Yes I did and... " (and here is where he likes to torment my girly girlness and my utter projection of that onto Baby Kitty..) " Oooo, she is eating it's butthole."

I went, "Nick that is digusting."

Still staring out the window like she is there, he goes, "It probably tastes like acorns.."

"You are gross..."

Then he stops and says, "Oh my god."

Me: What?
Him: There's that Albino Squirrel
Me: Oh really, that's weird....
Him: I see it everywhere.
Me: It used to be down closer to our old house
Him: Maybe it's following me.




(font changed there, but not changed here. Huh.)