I had forgotten in our 3 years away the behemoth, street-smart squirrels in Minnesota. I don't know if it is the same with all big city squirrels everywhere, or if the harsh winters over time and with micro-evolution have evolved this tougher, smarter, more resilient race of rodent. Either way, these dudes are relentless.
From our street we have seen, yes, your common everyday gray, fluffy tailed squirrel. We have also seen black squirrels, albino squirrels, fat squirrels, mean squirrels. But this summer we saw a rare species that stopped us in our tracks and begged the question...
"What is that???"
A rabbit? (Plenty of those.)
A gopher? (Plenty of those, as well.)
And then truth dawns...It's a tailless squirrel!
Our little friend is the picture of resilience and survival to me. We can feel the bitter chill of winter coming in our bones, and, believe it or not, he will stick around for it all. Today I am happy to do my part in fattening this little guy up for the long winter ahead.
And I will look forward again next spring, as the first green shoots peak their heads out of our winter blanket, to meeting our little friend again.
My role in the circle of life ( I did buy that pumpkin, after all) makes me grateful today. And laughter. I can never underestimate the power and grace of laughter.
PS...This post is in honor of Squirrel #406 and Squirrel #375...you know who you are.