Tail first |
I believe one of the squirrels who forages on the grounds near my apartment recognized me. I was taking out my garbage, and she stared at me intensely. Then, much to my surprise, she followed me. I kept looking behind me to check, and there she was: staring at me and hopping after me. Perhaps she was the one that I tossed a whole walnut to. As soon as I did that, she took off after it and seized it between her paws. I kept telling her that I had no nuts on me, but she kept following me. I had been in a very depressed mood until that point. Her cuteness cheered my up considerably. I always have to remind myself, as bad as my depression gets, I should live to help animals; they need it so badly. I need to remind myself of times like this one; I noticed a snail, with a beautiful yellow shell, who was slithering into a large parking lot of a shopping center, where she would have most likely been crushed. I picked her up and gently placed her into a grassy area where water would have been easily accessible to her.
I miss the squirrels we used to have around my neighborhood when our walnut tree was still living.
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