RABID TIMES

Volume 5 - Issue 5

31-July-1999

 

 

EDITORIAL

After spending some weeks in Canada (including a visit to Maine) I saw hardly any rabid squirrels. This is despite staying in a wood and laying down traps with bait. I didn't even see a wild moose. However I did meet up with a tree dweller called Chief Cheeky Chappy Chipmunk (!) a few times, and his clan are interested in joining the Rabid Squirrel Slayers. That is as long as we begin hunting rabid chipmunks, and have a Chipmunk Column in this newsletter. How could I refuse such an offer?

The Master Hunter

theMaster@RabidSquirrels.co.uk

www.RabidSquirrels.co.uk

 

 

CHIPMUNK COLUMN

Click click-eek Squick-click. Clicky eek-eek click click.

 

 

REORGANISATION OF THE RSS

Until now, the RSS were not organised to military standards, and was in fact a bit random. Now however, you have all been judged and the RSS reorganised. For those of you who have been promoted, you will have to keep working hard to stay amongst the best.

The Master Hunter: Chris Watling

Ambassador: Juleska

Big Slayers (previously known as Lieutenant): H Lime/Jade, B Morris

Angry Trappers (previously known as Sergeant): T Barrett, D Hayman, A Ma, B Sawyer

If you are not on the list, do not commit suicide. Instead write something for Rabid Times to prove yourself.

 

 

ENCOUNTER

I have recently been warned of the dangers of rabid squirrels, and experienced their evil first hand today when a fluffy tailed rodent leapt out at me from a litterbin as I walked innocently down the street. This kind of behaviour is not acceptable, and I found that it was necessary to drive a stake thru the heart of the salivating beast and roast it slowly on my barbecue and serve it up to my close relatives as a delicacy much enjoyed in my household. Only the other day, a squirrel was gorging itself on some seeds which me dad had kindly placed on the bird table on our patio. When he spotted the 0BESE creature scoffing the seed he did what any sane man would do and threw a large King Edward potato at it. It hit its target and the squirrel was knocked off the table. But as it fell to its death, a small clawed paw reached into the air and grabbed back onto the table, and it hoisted itself back up and continued to stuff its face. This type of behaviour sickens me, and it makes me proud to know that there are others in this world who are willing to stand up and fight the squirrels for the sake of generations to come.

Agent Widget

 

 

I SEE A TALL DARK STRANGER...

Information on another important rabid squirrel.

Name: Wonky Branch

Height: 20cm

Weight: 180g

Occupation: Seer

Special Abilities/Features: Magic powers, Ability to predict future

Background: Before becoming rabid, this was a cute little squirrel called Polly. Unfortunately she was captured by the rabid squirrel doctor, who was interested in experimenting with this squirrel. After injecting Polly with rabies, the doctor used a pump to suck out all of Polly's blood. The empty veins were then filled with lemon curd. When Polly came to she was a changed squirrel (unsurprisingly). Insisting she should now be known as Wonky Branch, the lemon curd granted her the ability to accurately see into the future. King Fuzzball keeps this squirrel as a source of information, although frequently when she is needed it turns out she has wandered off in a trance.

 

 

BUILDING A STURDY FORT

Angry Trapper Barrett is guided through reinforcing his garden.

 

Dear RSS

While I have no problem with those small arboreal bushy tailed rodents scrambling round the garden looking cute, I do object when they steal the seeds and nuts we put out for their even more cute and attractive feathered cousins. Whatever cunning contraption we install to ensure only our beaked visitors can partake of the feast supplied, the pesky rabid hordes (well, 2 of them anyway) contrive some ingenious method of nicking what is patently not theirs. Can you help?

Yours, in near despair,

"one new to gardening and matters horticultural, ornithological and squirreligical"

 

Dear Angry Trapper Barrett,

The best way to stop the squirrels from pinching nuts would be to place a series of traps around the edge of your garden. Simple contraptions such as spike pits, moats full of acid, and electric fences would stop ground based troops (e.g. squirrels) from getting the nuts while allowing the flying birds to get over in safety. Hope this is a help to you.

The Master Hunter

 

Dear Squirrel Exterminator Extraordinary

Many thanks for the advice - I will put your wise suggestions into practice soonest; but a problem remains - TREES!! The pesky varmints tend not to be so ground based in our garden as it is ringed by said arboreal growths, affording easy access over spike filled pits, acid filled moats etc. etc. to such skilled tree living creatures. How can I persuade the neighbours, and the council which owns the woods behind, of the extreme urgency required in clearing all afforestation for at least 50 yards all around our garden?

Yours inquisitively,

"one new to........."

 

Dear Squirreligical King Tim the Mighty of Surrey,

I've got it! The way to stop squirrels ever entering your garden again! (Without destroying the garden). All you have to do is buy a motion detector that rotates in a fixed position, attach a gun to the top that will shoot anything moving detected, and then disguise it as a bird table. I bet you will kick yourself because you did not think of the idea yourself. Of course, to stop yourself or the birds getting injured you will have to keep very still.

Christoff the Red with his Sword of Much Squirrel Slaying.

 

 

SURVEY RESULTS

The survey results are in, and the winners have been selected. The prizes will be e-mailed to the winners shortly, and lets just say they are very special and unique. The winners are Dan, Juleska, Derrick, Jennifer, Holly Lime.

You may be interested to find out what was discovered from the survey. Here are the results:

1. What country do you live in?

UK 50%, USA 50%

Interesting this, there are a completely even number of Brits and Americans. However, most of the English are the founding members, practically all of the new recruits are American.

2. How old are you, in groups of 10 years? (e.g. 0-10, 50-60, etc)

10-20 years is most common, the average age being 19. No surprises there then.

3. Around how many squirrels do you see per week (be honest)?

155 is the average

That is a lot of squirrels and I feel some of you may have exaggerated. If I disregard a few of the highest and lowest values the average is 16 squirrels per week. This is still a lot, but if many of you are active squirrel slayers, no less can be expected.

4. Where do you normally see these squirrels?

park, trees, town, porch, paths, roof, woods, school, everywhere really

This just goes to show how much rabid squirrels are spreading.

5. Have you ever been attacked by a squirrel?

57% YES, 43% NO

So, many members have been attacked and survived, but none of the members who were killed answered the survey. Strange?

6. How did you find out about the RSS?

52% FRIEND, 43% SEARCHED, 5% FORGOT

7. If any, what changes do you think should be made to the RSS webpage / Rabid Times?

Much was mentioned, all will be corrected eventually.

8. Are you sane?

57% NO, 29% NO COMMENT, 14% MISCELLANEOUS

There are less insane people than I was expecting, you know...

 

 

SPOT THE BOMB

Well done everyone who tried this puzzle. There is no definite correct answer, but the best answer was provided by Agent Widget.

What actually happened...

The man and rabid squirrel suspect there is a squirrel drey in the trees. Therefore, the man does not run into the trees for fear of being eaten, and the rabid squirrel does not bomb it. In fact, hoping that the man has not spotted him, the squirrel aims the bomb at the man's feet. The man has seen the squirrel and so goes and hides in the river.

 

 

SQUIRREL SIGNAL                                

I have intercepted a squirrel intelligence signal. I believe the following message to be a plan of some sort, maybe a raid on one of our bases. I do not speak squirrelish however, and so I cannot read it. Here is the message in case somebody else understands it, tell me if you do. I wonder, what is the significance of the number of 'e's in each word?

"eeeeeeeeek. eeeeeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeeeek eeeeek. eeeeeeeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek."

 

 

END

 

 

P.S. Planning has begun on the Rabid Squirrel Slayers Homepage Mark 2, which will be bigger and better than the last one.

 

 

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