As I was walking between buildings this morning, I encountered a squirrel under the most unusal circumstances. You see, I was walking within 2 feet of the building when I stepped out beyond the corner. It's a blind corner - one where there is no way to see what's beyond the wall until you step beyond it. Since there is nothing on that side of the building to generate traffic of any sort, there is no reason to even think about it.
I took one step beyond the wall, planting my right foot on the sidewalk. Immediately, something slammed into the side of my leg/top of my foot (you know, that place where your foot bends). I quickly looked down to see a furry blur flippin over my foot and proceeding to roll across the ground for almost 3 feet. The fuzzball stopped rolling, and a squirrel popped its head up to take a quick look back at what it had just hit. It glanced at me for a moment, then continued its frenzied bolt as if nothing had happened.
I found myself instantly wondering why this squirrel was running like his nut stash was being stolen. There was nothing on that side of the buiding to initiate a panic from the beast. No humans... No vehicles... No animals... No nothing.
So I guess this little guy was just running for the fun of it.
The whole event reminded me of someone going over the front of their handlebars on a bike. Full speed, having a great time and then *Flip!*. I'm sure he was freaked out a bit by it, and maybe a little embarrssed by the whole thing, but he played the macho role and castigated me with his little black beady eyes before he continued his recreational running.
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