Sneaky, Sneaky Squirrel – Conversations with Stella



I am Stella, Queen…of…the…Olde English…Bulldogges. What’s that?

Me:   Whoa! What’s wrong?

Stella:   Shhh. I’m being stalked. You probably are, too, Lady Human. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Boom!

Me:   Boom? Boom what? Boom where?

Stella:   Look!

Me:   Where?

Stella:   Never mind. Whatever it is, it’s moved on. But make no mistake, we are being stalked.

Me:   Are you talking about Jerky the Squirrel?

Stella:   Jerky McSquirrelyFace?

Me:   Yeah, he’s been hanging around here for days. He’s still harvesting acorns here. There he is!

Stella:   Hey! You! Yeah, you! Who do you think you are, sneaking up on me like that!

Me:   He thinks he is a squirrel and that is his tree perch. In that, he is right.

Stella:   Sneaky, sneaky, sneaky. Walking around on those little softy feet of yours.

Me:   Well, what other feet would he use?

Stella:   Next time, wave that bushy tail of yours to let me know you are there. Sneaky squirrel.

Me:   He’s been waving that tail the whole time. You know, I think he’s got his eyes on you even more than you have your eyes on him.

Stella:   Nonsense. He lives in a tree. How much can he see?




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