Squirrely Thoughts

Living on campus has given me a new appreciation for squirrels.

Don't get me wrong, they're still technically vicious wild rodents that carry diseases and things. I avoid getting too close to them.

But honestly, they're kind of adorable. The ones on campus have probably been there their whole lives so they are used to being in close proximity with people. They won't get too close, but they're pretty comfortable being 5 feet away from me if I don't act like I want to eat them.

They are devious little creatures. They like to hang out under benches and tables and in trash cans because they're smart and they know where food is.

Except I saw one squirrel who decided that a ball of plastic wrap would be a nice treat. I tried to scare it so it wouldn't choke and die, but it shoved the plastic in its mouth and ran off. I yelled after it, "Hey! Don't blame me when you fall out of that tree after you choke! ...stupid squirrel."

The other day I saw a squirrel gathering... nuts or acorns or something... and I saw that it had a flabby belly and big nipples and I was like "awww... it has babies!" My brother said that back home two baby squirrels fell out of their nest so their mom picked them up in her mouth and hid them under a leaf while she built a new nest. Also, apparently baby squirrels cry. Who'da thunk it??

I feel like no one else appreciates the squirrels, much less notice their existence. Except, of course, when they jump out of a trash can when we walk by and scare the living daylights out of us.