Thursday, April 09, 2009

Acting Squirrely


One of the things that I'm so enjoying in our urban house is looking out the windows at all the wildlife.  It is one of life's great ironies that in the city, I look out and see birds and squirrels and chipmunks and all manner of wildlife, while in the suburbs, I have to drive to the mountains (or to Linda's house) to catch sight of non-domesticated critters.

It's a new vs. old thing rather than concrete vs. grass.  In this neighborhood of 70 year old homes, the trees stand tall and majestic, matured and proven.  Birds and squirrels like tall majestic trees.  In my Tennessee neighborhood of 4 year old homes, the trees are tiny and bendy and puny. 

No trees, no squirrels.

I know people that hate squirrels, because the squirrels like to come empty the bird feeders that are for the BIRDS.  I lived in a townhouse once where we had a feeder on the back patio.  The squirrels would come and hang upside down from the patio cover to eat the bird seed.  I thought it was hilarious.  But I love squirrels.  I think they have great attitude.  They're cheeky, and not just when they're storing nuts.  I like watching them leap across the fences and chatter at each other. 

I imagine they curse fluently.


Things are coming together for me to take a trip that I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED ABOUT.

I could just leave you hanging like that, I suppose.  Like a squirrel at a a bird feeder. 

Upside down with all the blood rushing to your head.

And then I'd take a picture of you.

But I'm nicer than that.  I'll tell you this much.  It involves her and this  and probably this and maybe a couple of these and none of these.  (Although I love the last bit and think they are amazing, but sometimes a girl has just got to get away - stopitIfeelguiltyenoughalready.)

Well, look at that. 

I guess I told you everything you need to know.