OMG! How could I possibly have such a post title in a blog dedicated to celebrating the much maligned squirrel? Well, I was brainstorming possible topics for my next blog post, and it occurred to me that over the course of 4+ years worth of artwork, I have drawn ES meeting his demise more than a handful of times. In fact, he’s either an immortal toon in the sense of the Who Framed Roger Rabbit mythology, or squirrels have more lives than even cats do.
So, how many ways has Evil Squirrel met his maker in my drawings?
He has been blown to smithereens twice, both times by Sprots:
He has electrocuted himself twice:
He has met death by burning twice:
Sprots has shot him off to the moon, presumably to meet death by the vacuum of outer space:
She has steamrolled him flat:
She has dropped him off of a cliff:
She has hacked him up with a chainsaw!
Hooly has made a stew out of him:
And she has taken the most direct route to killing the poor critter:
And I’m sure ES will die many, many more deaths for the sake of his art over the coming years. He’ll always come back for more, however, and MBRS never will be able to cash in on that life insurance policy….