Have you met Cyril? Not someone you’re likely to forget.
The constant chatter and natter. The interruptions of every conversation, jumping in and finishing it. He even gets it right. Sometimes.
If it were just the noise I’d probably cope. In short bursts. But it’s the jiggle, the foot tapping and hands twisting, the knuckle cracking, and the scritching and scratching. Why can’t he be still?
My advice to you, if you ever have the misfortune of opening the door to him, is quickly to shut it again.
Failing that, once he’s in, there’s no other recourse but swift defenestration.
100 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Defenestration

Good one Crispina
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Thank you, Sadje. I love that word and have struggled to find a place to use it!
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I’ve come across it for the first time 😅
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I saw it used in a book I was reading, said by a professor who thought himself a ‘cut above’, if you know what I mean
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How wonderful I love Cyril 🩷
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Thank you. The photo was taken in my garden. I thought him cute when I first moved in. Five years later, big change of mind!
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I cannot even image one of them being loose in the house!
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Me neither, in truth.
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Alas, defenestration doesn’t work with our squirrels: they just attack the outside of the house.
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My windows don’t open wide enough to throw anything out. But if they did… mmm, thoughts
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Nice one!
I have the same problem with a fox, he just wanders aound my appartment as if he owns it!
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At least the squirrels stay outside…. so far!
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