Short humor from yesterday--or--St. Joseph and the fur cap

I had driven in to church for the early morning service, was somewhat tired coming home (driving through thick fog always puts my nerves on edge) and pulled in the drive, glad to be ready to put the car in the garage. It was too grey a day to even really enjoy the reddening leaves; the sun was blotted out and everything was quiet and enveloped in a thick blanket of fog. I was doing the usual once-around visually as I waited for the door to open; the yard needs one more mowing, at least, shrubs along the drive did not get their yearly trim and a few look sickly from lack of water, the magnolia needs pruning....again!
And then my eyes settled upon the concrete statue of St. Joseph that sits on my steps by the front porch. (remember, I am sans camera.....as usual)
And atop the statue sits the *Chipmunk-From-Hell* that has ravaged my flowerbeds and generally made my life miserable in a chase to be rid of this varmint.
Sitting on St. Joseph's head, like a bizarre Daniel Boone cap, with it's tail wrapped around the statue's chin, giving him a fur beard! I rolled down the car window to send a few verbal blasts of disgust in it's general direction.
The chipmunk didn't move---cheeks puffed and feet secured on the concrete pate of the good Saint. Giving me a look of "I know who owns this yard, and it's not YOU, but thanks for the high refuge out of the wet grass....."
I still sat and looked, and thought, well, this pretty much sums up my life in general at the moment, and you have no control Anne.....just go with the flow. Of course, if I had been under the influence of any pain killing drugs, I would have questioned if I was hallucinating......
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