Date: May 07, 2014 11:44 pm Title: Chapter 4
HAHA omg please update soon i can't wait to see lassie's reaction to the babies hahah.
[Report This]Date: May 05, 2014 2:39 pm Title: Chapter 4
Oh man, squirrel babies. Poor, poor Lassie.
I am so glad you are continuing this story. I absolutely love everything you write (Stir Crazy is my favorite whump story of all time) and this has got to be the funniest Lassie-centric story I've ever read.
Really great job and I'm looking forward to the next chapter.
[Report This]Date: September 16, 2013 1:28 am Title: Declaration of War
Really loving the story so far. Lassiter's hatred of squirrels really seems justified in this case. Coffee mugs are sacred things. That squirrel is going down.
[Report This]Date: April 01, 2013 10:30 am Title: Declaration of War
The worst possible thing that could happen to Lassiter has happened. I love it. For some reason, I really enjoyed the way you identified Lassiter's cereal. The argument over the traps was spot on, and the marmoset reference was a very nice touch. Lassiter's actions are pretty much perfectly in character, and your plot is simultaneously hilarious and horrifying. Fantastic work! :-D
Date: March 27, 2013 9:30 pm Title: Declaration of War
Awesome! Please update soon! Can't wait to see what happens next!
Date: March 27, 2013 8:11 pm Title: Intruder Alert!
omg awesome!!
[Report This]Date: March 27, 2013 6:40 pm Title: A Man's Home is his Castle
LMFAO! Oh man brilliant! onto the next chapter!
[Report This]Date: November 23, 2012 8:56 pm Title: Intruder Alert!
Ooooohhhahahahaha! You sure know how to write Lassie. Aw MAN. *chuckles shaking head*
[Report This]Date: November 23, 2012 8:52 pm Title: A Man's Home is his Castle
OOOHHHH. Oh. Oh. Ohmygosh! *hand flys to mouth*
[Report This]Date: September 19, 2012 1:08 pm Title: Intruder Alert!
Well, *of course* Lassiter wants to handle this himself... I just don't see it ending well! And I know that scratching sound in the ceiling well. Some squirrels had started nesting in our attic, which explains the first incident... chewing and clawing all night. Once we sealed the hole that they had been crawling into, I swear the squirrels swore to get vengeance - they'd stare at us from the tree branch outside the window, like an evil glare or something. I swear, they're nasty little buggers. Lassiter doesn't have a chance...
Loved Shawn's vision, too. It's pretty great to imagine him squeaking, hehe. Great writing too. :)