Yesterday I had an up close and personal encounter with a squirrel. It was kind of ironic because I’ve been meaning to write about squirrels.
Anyhow, I was walking in a local park (without the Doods) when an adorable little squirrel ran over and sat down next to me. I had some nuts in my fanny pack so decided to share. The squirrel, let’s call it Sammy, stood up, put his paws on my wrist and gently took the food.
Yes, I know this falls in the stupid category like hiking alone. I shouldn’t be feeding wildlife and certainly not out of my hand but its cuteness won out.
When I shared the incident with the same daughter, her response was unprintable. Even my 2 1/2 year old granddaughter weighed in and said “silly, bad grandma,” when I sent the photo, but I think we all know she was coached.
THE DOODS OMG what was she thinking. First of all, she named it?? And didn’t she see the episode of Sex and the City when someone said that squirrels were just rats in cute outfits? Yes, that show is our guilty pleasure.
Not to mention these are the same evil rodents that harass us from trees and fences when they know we can’t reach them. They chatter at us and you would not believe the rude things they say. They use language we can’t repeat. They’ve even thrown nuts at us. And has she forgotten about rabies? At least we’re vaccinated.
ELBEE I did have one funny moment with a squirrel. I found a huge dead one that had rigor mortis (like Gus, I get my vocabulary from Charley) and was prancing along next to PL holding it in my mouth. She started praising me for heeling so nicely, looked down, saw my prize and screamed. It made my day.