Was it something I said?

To date, I only have 4 blog links listed in my sidebar. They haven't been there THAT long either. But I noticed that two of them don't even exist anymore. Should I take this personally? Did I say something wrong?
They are really funny women too.

I assume they weren't just hiding from me...were they? hhhhmmm....

Why empty trash cans need lids…

Had I thought of it sooner I would have taken a picture and had it here for you to view, but for better or for worse there is no photo.

We have a few trash cans. At least one of them we use around the yard for weeding or whatever. Well, it got left near my garden, the lid got left off, it rained. I figured—okay that’s good, I can water things with rain water sometime. Well, later (and by later I mean at least a month) it snowed, the water froze. Not that big a deal, right? As we were pulling out of the driveway one evening my husband noticed the trash can across the yard and we mentioned that, for fear of the ice causing the can to burst, we should tip it over tomorrow. My 9yr old son obviously overheard these comments because after he got home from school the next day (I was, of course, not home) he went and tipped the can over to break the ice and empty the water for us. Well, it turns out we had a guest. Lying in the middle of the large ice chunks was a perfectly (*PERFECTLY*) frozen squirrel. It was really creepy. Eyes open, claws perfectly positioned out in front of it. It looked like the taxidermy animals at a nature museum.

Two of my children thought it was “totally cool!”, while the other thought it was “the most disgusting thing! It died in our yard!” I had kind of mixed feelings. I hate the squirrels, every year they try to make a home in our attic. (EEeeww!) And they destroy every birdfeeder we try to establish. I am constantly threatening to get a BB-Gun and sit stealthily in the backyard waiting to ‘bump them off’, literally, as they run across our deck railing. But at the same time the scene seemed sort of oddly tragic.

Later on, my daughter turns to me and says “Hey Mom. Do you realize you finally killed a squirrel?” “Yea, I was thinking the same thing when I was standing over it.”

End of the story; Somewhere in the woods behind our house some four legged animal will find its own form of frozen dinner, you will always remember to put a lid on your empty trash cans and our family now has one more to add to our “one-word-that-tells-a-whole-story" list: squirrel-cicle.