Ode To The Squirrel

So I thought I knew what I was going to write about today. But then an sudden change of events led me to change tthe topic of his morning's post.

Kind of like the sudden change of events that left a squirrel. Dead. Right next to my car at the train station.

So when I get to the train station in the morning, I park in the street at a parking meter -- $1 for 12 hours until 5pm. It doesn't get much better than that. But anyhow this street runs east west with the train station at the eastern side. Most people try to park as close tithe station as possible but for whatever reason there's always someone who leaves an empty spot in front of him. And of course everyone else just parks behind him so there's this amazing spot that's left open

Today I was lucky to have spotted it! Woohoo! So I get up next to the car in front of it, getting ready to parallel park into it. Thank goodness I have a small car. Parallel parking was never my forte. And as I turn my head to the left of my car to make sure there was no traffic coming behind me, there on the ground is a giant roadkilled squirrel. Now maybe Ive watched that commercial too many times but my first thought was that the squirrel was really unlucky because whoever hit it wasn't driving a hyundai or wasn't using michelin tires or whatever that commercial was for. Poor squirrel.

I like squirrels. There's a statue of one in my lawn. In high school my friends and I had an inside joke about how squirrels smelled of feet. Don't ask. Squirrels were also a great way to spot tourists on my college campus. It's always funny how people always stop to point at the squirrel sitting outside of the library. As if there weren't 5 more behind them.

Anyhow, dear squirrel. On behalf of the person who ran you over, I'm sorry . But I can't help thinking at least you weren't a deer because then I wouldn't have been able to get into my spot that's a whole 20 yards closer!!

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