Many squirrels live in my neighborhood. They scamper up and down the big fir trees and help themselves to sunflower seeds from my neighbor’s bird feeder. Unfortunately, when squirrels and cars share territory, it doesn't always bode well for the squirrels. Over the years, I felt so bad for them that I started a small squirrel cemetery in my back yard.
One sunny afternoon last summer, I pulled into my driveway and saw a squirrel lying in front of my neighbor’s house. It broke my heart. I retrieved a shovel from my garage and dug a hole for the squirrel’s final resting place.
Holding the shovel, ready to scoop him up, I approached the deceased squirrel. Imagine my astonishment when he jumped up, stared at me, and raced up a tree. I suspect he still recounts the story to his squirrel friends about the day he was almost buried alive.
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