A Squirrely Tail

It started out innocently enough. I was waiting at the airport in the only free parking, across the street at Carter Lake. The plane upon which I was waiting was scheduled to arrive in about 20 minutes, so I settled back to take in the scenery and perhaps text a few people. Then I saw him...

He had that insatiably twitching tail, that curious nose, and those pleading eyes. And, he was digging through a garbage can. He was so stinking cute, I just had to have a picture. I imagined myself showing the picture to my siblings and telling them how much fun it had been to watch him eating just a few feet in front of the car. Little did I know...

Alas, the window caused splotches on my picture. Not acceptable. I rolled it down to get a better look and the most astonishing thing happened. As soon as the plexi-glass was fully enveloped into the door, he stopped eating. He started running. Right for my car! My open window to be precise. I started frantically pushing the "window up" button with all my might while he jumped onto the door and then the rear view mirror. I barely got it closed before he was able to jump in. As soon as I recovered from my near heart attack from being held hostage in my own car by something potentially rabid, I started to enjoy the show.

He checked everything out. The windshield wipers...

The mirrors, everything. He even ran across the top and down the back hatch a few times. However, I was not interesting enough, and he gave up on me. I was somewhat disappointed, until I realized I was not his only interest in the parking lot.

He started his "checking out" routine by making sure the tires and exhaust were in good condition. He tried the trunk a few times, but it was locked. Next, he made human contact by jumping on the front window. These girls were much more patronizing than I was and fed him out of their moon roof. Once he had finished eating, he climbed down from the roof and showed his gratitude by posing quite congenially for them to take his picture...several times. I promise I shall never underestimate the mental capacity of a squirrel again, nor complain about waiting for planes when there is such exciting entertainment.