It's baby squirrel season, so don't forget to put out some food for those poor pregnant and nursing SQUIRREL* mothers. Especially those of us who live in snowy areas.
*I was in a great hurry to write this and didn't look at it after I posted it. Thank heavens one of my old copy editing compatriots pointed out the egregious error I missed!
MISTRESS OF SCIENCE! Mwah ha ha ha.
(Actually now with PhD, but Doctor of Philosophy just doesn't have the same evil ring, does it?)
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Stanley, our neighborhood hawk, makes feeding the other animals in the neighborhood rather traumatic. I realize that Stanley has to eat, but does he have to do it right in front of me!
I'm sorry... did you say "squirrels mothers"?
Noooooooo! Squirrel, squirrel squirrel!
I was in a hurry! And haven't had a chance to edit it since then!
Oh, I will never live this down.
Don't worry, I still love you. And I'm sure the others do too.
And you do realize that motherhood has done quite a number on the brain, right? The placenta has a direct pipeline to the brain, and whenever baby needs nutrients, they're sucked right out of our skulls. And same thing with nursing. Direct pipeline to the brain.
At least that's what I heard.
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