My family is well suited to this neighborhood, though. This morning I woke up to a rain of plastic pellets on my window as my dad tried to chase the squirrels off the birdfeeder. When I came for breakfast I took my turn with the pellet gun, too. My aim is terrible. Luckily the squirrels have been hit enough that they run at the sound of the little gun, so I scared them off without even pinging one.
For fear that someone will start screaming about cruelty to animals, I will now inform you that our little old pellet gun could MAYBE take out a fly. Even a direct hit barely stings. I know from personal experience. I feel more guilt over the ant traps we set out in the summer.
I learned an important lesson today: sleeping in the middle of the day results in some really weird dreams. I think I already knew that, but today I actually remembered part of them, and they were really weird, even for me. There was something about sea lice, only they weren’t really sea lice, and looked a lot like little green circles with eyes and legs. I thought they were nasty. Who dreams about sea lice? And Darth Vader was in it, too. He was mourning his broken family with Luke and Leia. I haven’t watched Star Wars in over a year. Sea lice and Darth Vader. Who woulda thunk it?