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The Vardo Takeover ~ Evadale, TX 
Herman popped open the door to grab the last cooler, and the smell of toasted marshmallows and mischief rolled out. Then came the sound: clack~ clack~clack~ rattle~rattle~rattle. Nestled on top of the rumpled mushroom blanket was the original rust~red Squirreladillo. One oversized Glen Rose pecan was still clamped in his jaws like a 300~mile victory cigar. He yawned, stretched, and dropped the pecan on Herman`s boot with a deliberate thunk. By dawn, the takeover was complete. Straight~line tank tracks led from the Vardo`s step to the big pecan tree. The mushroom curtain now sporting a brand~new Squirreladillo~sized flap chewed right through the center. Herman refuses to sew it shut; he calls it "historic." That night, the coop camera caught the coronation: Cap`n Stash standing on the Vardo`s tongue box at moonrise, pecan raised like Excalibur. We didn`t bring a Squirreladillo home. That little armored outlaw upgraded his address and kept our wagon as his summer palace. CONTINUE TO CHAPTER 3: THE BATTLE FOR THE VARDO (Or, How We Learned That "Eviction" Is Not in a Squirreladillo Vocabulary) [ Back to Squirreladillo Hub ] |
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