squirrels at play

i saw a sad thing the other day. normally it would have been funny, see, but then i got to thinking about it and it became rather distressing. i witnessed a squirrel fail an attempted jump from one limb of a tree to another, fall onto a fence and then fall to the ground. pretty funny, right? but then you get to thinking. what do squirrels do all day? jump from tree branch to tree branch. therefore they are most likely pretty darn good at it. well, what happened to this one then? perhaps he was ill? dying? blind in one eye? and all those thoughts depressed me so i went and had a drink. but every time i see that picket fence i wonder about the squirrel- his fate, health and well being.



by the way, i named him marv the one-eyed squirrel.