“Yes,” said the photographer. “And for more than three hours too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling. It was very difficult for me to concentrate.
Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all in.”
“You mean they actually chewed on your, umm, equipment?” Mrs. Jones asked.
“That’s right. Well madam, if you’re ready, I’ll set up my tripod so that we can get to work.” “Tripod?” asked a very worried Mrs. Jones.
“Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It’s much too big for me to hold while I’m getting ready for action.”
“Madam, madam? Good Lord, she’s fainted!”