by Anthony Ocasio

Created on: May 27, 2008   Last Updated: June 09, 2008

For years the battle between my enemy and myself had raged on. The taunting, the chases that led across the border, all had blurred together to me, to become an obsession.
Every spring I tried a new strategy. Sometimes I drew from the history of other great battles. more often then not I hatched crazy ideas all winter long, only to be foiled by my enemies sheer strength of numbers.

My neighbors are plagued with the same fur bearing barbarians, but they all take a passive stance, saying that they really aren't the enemy, but a natural part of the environment, and should be left to whatever means they need to survive. My reconnaissance efforts have even brought to light that some of these wimpy folk are even adding and abetting these varmints!

But, no matter. I will never give up the fight! My twenty foot by thirty foot plot of rich, hand tilled soil is all that is dear to me, and I will never surrender it, or the fruits of my hard work, to a bunch of fur bearing freeloaders, who bear a striking resemblance to a favorite cartoon character from my childhood.

They have entered my dreams, of late, though. Last night, I dreamed that I was tied up in the center of my garden, and they took turns walking up to me and saying, "What's up, Doc?"

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