tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743230869069229303.post8990225006260771441..comments2012-06-23T16:26:37.597-04:00Comments on Tales of a Human Cannonball: I Smell a Rat..and See One TooConnorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18295610249897681952noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743230869069229303.post-9905078555432263742009-09-22T21:24:31.016-04:002009-09-22T21:24:31.016-04:00yes a cat. But he is a spoiled house cat. Im not s...yes a cat. But he is a spoiled house cat. Im not sure he would know what to do with the rat...well...maybe he wouldConnorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295610249897681952noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743230869069229303.post-19168891311742006392009-09-21T01:42:55.002-04:002009-09-21T01:42:55.002-04:00Ha! I understand your pain and anguish. My problem...Ha! I understand your pain and anguish. My problem in the shed was field mice, though. Kept getting into the camping gear.<br /><br />Then, a corn snake moved in to feast on the mice. I found him when I lifted up a tarp. I gave him the shed, then came back and removed him to the woods.<br /><br />I quit playing after back surgery #3. I can play for about 4 holes, then I am incapable of twisting or bending for several days.<br /><br />Do you own a cat? Or a snake?Judhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07079097345536803291noreply@blogger.com