That’s me when someone serves me some weird flavored coffee.
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Zippy the squirrel.
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Thanks, I needed that!
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Gotta have the morning Java. Favorite is 8 O’ Clock Columbian Peaks Whole Bean ground in my trusty Kitchen Aid grinder. Relatives who visit say nobody makes coffee better.
Probably my only Hedonistic vice. Don’t give a shit about food, eating is time better spent doing stuff.
Sure wish Dunkin Donuts would go back to the coffee they had years ago, they have never duplicated it. 🤔
Shame everything is messed up or destroyed now. 😡
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I worked with a guy like that. Super busy in the morning trying to do everything at once. Then came the afternoon crash. He’d lay his head on the desk and fall asleep. If you did wake him up he would say he had a terrible headache. Company allowed it and let him get away with it. At least the squirrel is cute.
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Do not make the mistake of buying any of those “flavored” coffees. While they may smell wonderful in the coffee aisle, they are practically undrinkable when brewed.
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Coffee wakes me up too, but when yer over 70 yew don’t run and hop around like that anymore!!
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I know I’m going to catch flak for this but where I’m at my morning coffee is often interrupted to take care of the unwanted and home damaging pine/red squirrels.
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Harry,
I’m with ya on that.
Drink the brew, slowly revive the metabolism.
Key word, “slowly”.
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Anonymous- I know. And I’m torn, because I think squirrels and trash pandas are the cutest things.
But- they’re destructive sometimes.
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Anonymous and MJA,
When we first moved into this house six years ago, we set up bird feeders just outside the patio. Almost immediately, a red squirrel started visiting the bird feeders. My sister had created a spot further back from the bird feeders to give the grey and black squirrels corn and sunflower seeds, but that little snot wasn’t interested.
We greased the poles, but that red devil kept at it until he got up to catch hold of the feeder.
Well, not more than a couple weeks, we found him INSIDE one of the feeders, gorging himself. Ok, stinker … trap time.
We got him and I drove about 10 miles away to one of our county’s hunting areas (large parcel of woods for hunters with no houses or other buildings). I let him go and we’ve never had another red squirrel since.
By the way, we ended up putting baffles on the poles because the raccoons found the feeders to be a tasty treat, especially the suet.
That’s me when someone serves me some weird flavored coffee.
Zippy the squirrel.
Thanks, I needed that!
Gotta have the morning Java. Favorite is 8 O’ Clock Columbian Peaks Whole Bean ground in my trusty Kitchen Aid grinder. Relatives who visit say nobody makes coffee better.
Probably my only Hedonistic vice. Don’t give a shit about food, eating is time better spent doing stuff.
Sure wish Dunkin Donuts would go back to the coffee they had years ago, they have never duplicated it. 🤔
Shame everything is messed up or destroyed now. 😡
I worked with a guy like that. Super busy in the morning trying to do everything at once. Then came the afternoon crash. He’d lay his head on the desk and fall asleep. If you did wake him up he would say he had a terrible headache. Company allowed it and let him get away with it. At least the squirrel is cute.
Do not make the mistake of buying any of those “flavored” coffees. While they may smell wonderful in the coffee aisle, they are practically undrinkable when brewed.
Coffee wakes me up too, but when yer over 70 yew don’t run and hop around like that anymore!!
I know I’m going to catch flak for this but where I’m at my morning coffee is often interrupted to take care of the unwanted and home damaging pine/red squirrels.
Harry,
I’m with ya on that.
Drink the brew, slowly revive the metabolism.
Key word, “slowly”.
Anonymous- I know. And I’m torn, because I think squirrels and trash pandas are the cutest things.
But- they’re destructive sometimes.
Anonymous and MJA,
When we first moved into this house six years ago, we set up bird feeders just outside the patio. Almost immediately, a red squirrel started visiting the bird feeders. My sister had created a spot further back from the bird feeders to give the grey and black squirrels corn and sunflower seeds, but that little snot wasn’t interested.
We greased the poles, but that red devil kept at it until he got up to catch hold of the feeder.
Well, not more than a couple weeks, we found him INSIDE one of the feeders, gorging himself. Ok, stinker … trap time.
We got him and I drove about 10 miles away to one of our county’s hunting areas (large parcel of woods for hunters with no houses or other buildings). I let him go and we’ve never had another red squirrel since.
By the way, we ended up putting baffles on the poles because the raccoons found the feeders to be a tasty treat, especially the suet.