Squirrels Are My Friends

When I woke up this morning I remembered the crazy things I said in my post from yesterday. I thought it had to be a dream or something. Squirrels spying on me? It has to be a ridiculous notion, right? Then I checked my blog just to make sure everything was normal there. There must be a polite little post about a cool looking tree or something...

Noooo!  There it was, right there on the front page! That insane post about evil alien squirrels from another place. Where? Another place. Only a crazy person could have written those strange things. I mean, I like squirrels, I really do. They're just innocent little forest creatures that mean us no harm. No harm at all.

I must admit that I haven't been really feeling all that well lately, so that must be what's behind that moment of total insanity. Sure, I remember writing the post, and I remember thinking all of those crazy things, but who in their right mind would really believe anything as strange as what I wrote?

Take this cute little squirrel in these pictures for instance. Just because he stood there watching me for what seemed like an eternity doesn't mean he was spying on me. I know the real reason he was watching me like that. It was because... Um, well, if you don't know by now, I'm certainly not gonna tell you!

It's just... They're not watching me, I tell you! It's all just a coincidence! I know they never paid too much attention to me before. The fact that so many of them seem to study me as if I were some sort of bug just doesn't matter. What really matters is that I got cool pictures of some of the most amusing little forest creatures you've ever seen!

After reading all of the comments from yesterday's post, my mind was soothed even further. All of your kind comments calmed me down considerably and helped me think logically again. The one that helped the most was the comment by SquirrelQueen. She assured me that the squirrels meant no harm. No harm at all. And she should know, she is their queen after all.

There's only one problem I have with all of this. I mean, I know it was just some kind of crazy fever dream or something that made me write those twisted things. But when I decided to go out for awhile, I went to put on my coat and I found something odd.

There were acorns in my pockets! Aahhhhhhh!!!