A blog chronicling my departure from urban life on the east coast to sheep farm and cheese making life on the west coast. Still recounting the meals I have eaten in my new setting, but with more sheep thrown into the mix.
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Squirrel
This morning as I was walking home from the ATM I came across this little fella. In case it's unclear, that's a fully wrapped granola bar in his paws.
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
That is awesome but sad. He probably never got it open. Maybe he swallowed it whole and his stomach juices digested the wrapper and then he regurgitated the bar whole to break into pieces and feed to his young. On the other hand maybe it was a girl squirrel.
3 comments:
That is awesome but sad. He probably never got it open. Maybe he swallowed it whole and his stomach juices digested the wrapper and then he regurgitated the bar whole to break into pieces and feed to his young. On the other hand maybe it was a girl squirrel.
~Hanlon
Don't worry...he did get it open, that was the most amazing part.
Yay for Mr. Squirrel!
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