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the squirrel and the bin

Recently, while in my local park, I sat down on a bench.

Nothing too out the ordinary there.

I started off feeling very comfortable, then I felt a dark presence behind me, and I turned to see a squirrel the size of a large little person running at full steam.

He ignored me at took a running jump onto the bin beside the seat. There he snuck his trout in and looked for the best food.

After a little while he came up empty, and that is when he realised I was looking at him.

He gave me that sarcastic look that only squirrels can truly master, and I tried to look at him with my best fuck you stare.

Then a bunch of crows came in like it was some Hitchcock film that had birds in it.

I assumed that squirrels and crows would be natural enemies, I was wrong.

The squirrel and the crows then worked in some sort of duet, and between them dragged out food and sort of shared it.

Crows, as many a horror film has taught us, are evil.

So to me this just proved that squirrels are evil as well.

I left the bench, the whole thing was a little too eerie for me.

My new Ashes book.

December 21, 2009 Posted by Jrod | living in london | birds, squirrels, wild animals | 1 Comment