Lazy Peter, box it up
Gonna be a rude awakening.
He’s just tooooo busy to pick up the message. But the remodelers are coming. Soon.
Soooo Lazy Peter, strolling arrogantly down your spiral staircase, might want to wipe the sleep out of your eyes while stretching on your lofty balcony and take a look around.
Time to leave the cozy nest.
(Peeease don’t start with the excuses “Poppa was an absentee father. A real squirrel…”)
Your mom set you up for success.
She knew quality real estate when she saw it: great tree top views, unobstructed cool prevailing winds, neighborhood featuring elevated walkways, and only a hop skip and a jump to the Queen Palm grocery store or the rain fed bird bath.
The others already headed off to see the world. (We hope they look both ways before crossing the street.)
Your tail makes a scruffy smoking jacket, but the cocky attitude makes up for it.
Dude, go for it. Your home squatting days here are coming to an end.
I know there’s always complaining when things change in neighborhoods, but it’s time.
The palm trees are anxious to shed their heavy insulating winter frond skirts. Desiring spring greens rather than dull brown winter attire.
The tree trimmers are coming.
Considered yourself warned. Again.
Can’t leaf with them.
Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge
Alternative housing suggestions, Peter?
- Cube Square reinvents tiny living craze with shipping container apartments (VIDEO of finished apartments. 540 square feet stacks up well. Balconies! Granite. Close to university. Less than $600. a month.)
- Cube Square Facebook page (more pictures and videos)