Babbling about writing
Pretty sure that my sense of humor finds increasingly panicked uses of the word Sir to be the very pinnacle of delight. Whether or not this is a problem, I'm unclear, but the dog, well. It turns out if I say sir in deliberately increasingly panicked tones as the squirrel moves around in a birch tree, they lose their entire motion activated brain stem.
Either way, the hell hound poem with all the sirs in: It's a squirrel on the phone.
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