Squirrel

This is the kind of blog entry Lisa would call "gay," but it was an excellent occurrence and worth noting.

I decided today instead of eating something healthy for breakfast, I'd have a sticky bun in the park.

I sat on a bench and a hungry squirrel came over and sat next to me.

I gave him some and he ate it on the back of the bench, watching me with one eye.

I gave him a second piece, which he ate, then saved him a larger piece for the end.

The last, largest piece he took and then faced AWAY from me to eat, not watching me at all, just hanging out right next to me and trusting me.

This middle-aged Hispanic couple walked by, the woman talking excitedly about something, looking at the squirrel. As they passed by, the man looked at me with a big smile on his face and translated for me;

"Beautiful," he said, and we smiled at each other because of this squirrel. And this sticky bun.