Don't you hate when people make excuses about things. . . when they won't take personal responsibility when clearly they need to? That's not me. I try to live by the mantra "own it." Not in the let's-go-shopping-and-buy-stuff sense, but in the just-face-up-to-your-mistakes sense.
If I scramble eggs and forget to use Pam, I don't leave the skillet for Walter to scrub.
Every semester I fall on the sword on behalf of my entire profession for teaching the BCG model/GE business screen in the 80s, which ruined value in many good companies in the pursuit of short-term financial gain. Mea culpa.
And after seeing the obese squirrels in my front yard yesterday, I'm here to say "I apologize. It was my fault."
Who would have guessed that the simple combination of feeding the songbirds all winter and complying with the neighbor's not-so-friendly request to never, ever let our dogs outside without a leash would have created a public health menace in the squirrel world, but it has.
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| This is a borrowed photo image. The actual squirrels in my actual yard are actually much fatter. |
Walter tried to give me a pass on my culpability, suggesting that there must have run out of SBCP (squirrel birth control pills) at Squirrelgreens and CVSQ, and that what I was seeing out front was just an extraordinary number of pregnant squirrels, great with child.
First, their numbers were impossible to justify the pregnancy theory. . . And their asses were too wide. . . and they had double and triple chins and dimples on their elbows and knees. . . and they were hiding extra servings from the all-you-can-eat birdseed buffets in their oversized purses and backpacks. . . and they were carrying super-sized drinks to wash it all down.
So now I will own it.
It is my fault that legions of squirrel families are living without one or both of their parents who have succumbed (choose all that apply):
- Coronary heart disease
- Type 2 diabetes
- High blood pressure
- Dyslipidemia
- Stroke
- Liver and Gallbladder disease
- Sleep apnea and respiratory problems
It is also because of my personal actions that many squirrels must traverse the yard in small, but sturdy power chairs (and that the families must endure those half-hour infomercials teaching them how to get around squirrel medicare rules to acquire them without a co-pay).
I may have given rise to the squirrel mumu industry.
Anyway, It's my fault. And I'm sorry.
Next time you may be saying, "Who Let The Dogs Out?" but at least the squirrels will be getting some much needed exercise.
