so, maybe i have a secret love.
of squirrels.
seriously, it's strange. everytime i look out the window and see my little friends scampering outside, i just could sit and stare at them for awhile.
i think i was squirrel deprived. haiti, kansas, switzerland ... none can compare to my little waterloo, iowa front yard.
just the other night i watch a squirrel diligently carrying mouthfulls of leaves up and down, up and down to his (her?) nest in one of our trees. how he got all those leaves to STAY there all bunched up, is beyond me ....
i woke up the next morning and guess who i saw working away again? Mr. Squirrel.
it almost made me feel lazy. is that supposed to happen? squirrels making me feel lazy???
wow, weird.
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