Every time I see a squirrel I am torn between squealing like a little kid and talking in those voices people use to talk to puppies….and recognizing that squirrels are only one step up from the mice and rats that roam NYC (with obvious exceptions). Most of the time I end up squealing and doing the voices thing…but how could you not when one of them is sitting and listening to someone play the piano, and squirrel-mooning them?
Random squirrel post – because squirrels are cute
lightness of being 
A great post for Squirrel Awareness Month! «Play it again, Sam!»
I miss squirrels.
Yeah I always associate them with my childhood in Poland…i grew so unaccustomed to seeing them that they are still a bit of a shock to the system