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That TIME a SQUIRREL dropped a stick on my head. ARGH.

Recently I was out for a walk with my intern and my brother Cool. He insisted on inspecting every blade of grass along the sidewalk, so progress was slow. It had been trash day, and with the bins only just put away, the smells were, well, stunning.

As we turned the second corner, I stopped at a tree, as one does. I saw a flash of tail through the branches. You know what that means! A SQUIRREL.

(Now, before I continue, I must state that I was minding my own business, as shown in the photo below. You probably assumed that, but I want to state up front that I was an Innocent Victim.)

I finished my business, and as I proceeded down the sidewalk, a stick flew down from the sky. Was it the wind? No. A wayward french fry thrown out the window? No.

THE SQUIRREL HAD DROPPED A STICK ONTO MY HEAD. Cool snickered. My intern cackled. (Surprised?) I shook my head in disgust, but remained the very picture of dignity.

Squirrel, if you read this, know that I walk that route every day. Don't let this darling, adorable face fool you -- I've got my eye on you!

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