Squirrel Sunday

Red Squirrel6191Last Saturday morning I was working on a Squirrel Sunday in my office, the spacious one with the outdoorsy feel and the charcoal grill, when something came crashing down out of the trees. Maple trees shed big chunks of tree all the time so it wasn’t a big deal, I was a little concerned about it landing on my head though. It seemed like this big piece of tree was falling in slow motion; it would hit the limb below it and pause there, then fall again and pause on the next limb down. I watched as this thing fell a hundred feet, hitting every limb on the way down, until it finally hit the last limb which was right in front of my face. It was a squirrel! He sat there for a moment checking his vitals, meanwhile his pal, who had been running down the side of the tree after him, had finally caught up and they hopped across the yard like it was no big deal.