Tuesday, July 24, 2007

The Squirrel Whisperer

She shook her clear Tupperware box, a cacophony of rattled motion within.

"Ruby!," she called, "Ruby, I'm here!"

The shaking and rattling continued.

Across the Common, time stood still as in unison, the Squirrels froze--heads whipping around to find the source of the sound.

It was apparent this wasn't their first time.

Like the Pied Piper calling his rats, the Squirrel Whisperer beckoned the Squirrels to her with the rattle of her box and they emerged from the woodwork. They frolicked across the lawn, they ran down trees, and they gathered around her in a circle. The grass was a literal wave of Squirrels. They gathered around her like long lost friends. She, overjoyed, knelt down and hand fed them nuts.

Happy though she was, the Whisperer never stayed in one place very long--just long enough to shake hands and kiss babies.

Inevitably however, she'd stand, shake her box, and start meandering in a new direction.

"Ruby!," she called, "Ruby I'm here!"

Ruby must be the Squirrel Queen.

Queen or not, this woman was clearly nuts.

3 comments:

Ryan + Erica said...

That's awesome. Told like a real publisher, might I add!

Nat Attack said...

I figured it was time for me to dust off those ole NewsNet skills!

Rachel said...

Hahah. Yes. Nuts.

Definitely, maybe, probaby related posts:

If NatA! posted a photo with this blog, here it is!