I was sitting in my house, with the windows open, enjoying the nice weather and a good book when I heard a squawk. Well, it wasn't really a squawk. But it was something. And I thought, "That is a funny sounding bird."
Then, I heard it again. And again. And again and again and again. With only a couple seconds in between each squawk.
At this point, I was pretty sure it wasn't a bird. In fact, I thought it might be a cat. I have seen a couple cats hanging around my house, or bolting from under my front steps when I'm walking up them and successfully scaring the pee out of me. So I thought maybe the squawking was actually meowing. As I stood up to go investigate, the thought of a sad and forlorn cat standing outside my house mewling made me think that I would soon have a new family member.
But as I stepped outside, I saw what the cause of the noise was. A squirrel, in a branch about 25 feet up, sprawled out on its stomach. And squawking. I squinted up, trying to see what was going on, wondering if I'd have a dead squirrel in my lawn in a while. But it was hard to see what was going on. And since I don't have binoculars, I went in and grabbed my camera and used the zoom to try and see what was going on. But that didn't reveal much either.
During this whole process, the squirrel stayed in the same spot, and kept squawking. I thought maybe if I got closer, I could get a better look. So I moved a few steps closer and the squirrel stopped squawking. I moved a few steps closer and suddenly, the squirrel jumped to its feet and turned to face me. I took a few steps back, and the squirrel scurried a foot or so down the branch, but then turned and looked at me again.
Now, at this point, I was having visions of the squirrel launching itself from the branch and attaching itself to my face, at which point I'd start screaming and writhing in pain something along these lines.
So I backed up a couple feet closer to the house as the squirrel scurried across the branch, over to another tree, down the trunk and across the yard.
I'm not really sure what was going on. But the more I think about it, I'm wondering if it's a plot. Maybe the squirrels have teamed up with raccoons and/or bats and they are out to get me. I mean, the bats HAVE taken residence in the bell tower of church right across the street.
And here I always thought squirrels were my friends.