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Posted by admin to Chuck, N.E. Patriots, Simon P. Squirrel, Superbowl on 2008-02-04, 06:20:00

Hi - Simon P. Squirrel... here to gloat over my NY Giants. I'm an upstate NY transplant, fairly new to the North-of-Boston area, so my default team is the Giants. After last night, I have no immediate plans to transfer my loyalties.

Hey, Chuck - too bad you weren't right about the outcome of your "perfect" team, huh? I knew all about your brash predictions, but was just too busy to respond to your pre-game posting. With my buddies coming over for the big game, I had to prepare. I liberated my secret stash of acorns (the little woman is still pretty miffed about this), purloined cheek-loads of sunflower seed and tried to unscrew the dried corncobs from the squirrel feeder (didn't work - had to use the old cheek pouches for that, too).

Anyway, my Superbowl party rocked. It was a party to rival any ever thrown in my Red Maple condo, high above the frozen waters of Lily Pond. A good time was has by all... well, mostly by me, since all of my guests were Patriots fans. When Coach Belichick walked off the field, with one second of game left to play, my rather morose guests filed silently down the tree, in stunned silence. Not sure what to say to them on this morning's feeder raids. Awkward!

Lastly - to Chuck my fat, dumpy, trash-talking, Patriot-loving friend, who said in yesterday's posting, "Game on, Simon!" Just let me respond in this manner, "Bring it, oh ponderous one!" Ole Chuck's right, I did appoint myself as a member of his blogging team. Another example of squirrel superiority.

Now, what I cannot figure out, is why we celebrate Groundhog Day, when everyone acknowledges that squirrels reign supreme over all other backyard members of the Rodentia family. Well, that's food for thought and maybe for my next post on this blog.

Hey Chuck... Wow, how about those New England Patriots? (Sorry, couldn't resist!)


©2008 Deb Lambert/Blog Manager for team members Simon and Chuck/Disclaimer: I, as blog editor, remain neutral in what appears to be a backyard sports cabal among my backyard rodents. This is not a cheap and tawdry attempt to absolve myself of choosing the losing team. (Well, maybe - just a little.)

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Posted by admin to N.E. Patriots, Superbowl Sunday, football, woodchuck on 2008-02-03, 06:21:00

Hi - Chuck, here. I know, I know... I haven't posted since September 28th, when I extolled the wonders of Topsfield Fair and offered to stand guard over your vegetable garden, while you were gone. There was a dearth of offers for this service, so I turned my attentions to home improvements... dug a winter burrow, complete with hibernation chamber and grass mat. After an early fall of non-stop eating, I was upholstered with an extra layer of fat and ready for hibernation.

Now, here in New England, we woodchucks hibernate from October until mid to late-March. No need to wake us up on Groundhog Day (like my poor relative, Phil, in Pennsylvania, yesterday)... we are going to breathe once every six minutes, until spring arrives - either which way, I figure we've all got at least another 6 weeks of winter, so enjoy!

But, when I awaken this spring, I'll have a few choice words for that usurper, Simon P. Squirrel. I understand that, in my absence, he's appointed himself as a member of our blogging team... we'll see about that in April! ("Game on," Simon!)

As you may have observed by now, news of the outside world occasionally filters through to my chambers. I understand that this is something called "Superbowl Sunday," which humans celebrate by feasting all day and evening... I hear they line up on the couch, stuffing their faces right up until bedtime, watching other humans exercise all evening - engaging in something known as "football." I also understand that the least popular game food is a tray of raw vegetables, called "crudités." What are those humans thinking? All I can say is, hold the dipping sauce and save some crudités for my April "breakfast!"

Being a native New Englander, I'll be rooting for the New England Patriots, from deep within my bunker. So, at the risk of offending my fellow New York marmots, or groundhogs (who, I assume, are rooting for the NY Giants), I have just one thing left to say......................................