The Rushing of Squirrel Feet

Our bedroom is a zone of white noise: there's an air conditioner in the window, and an air filter by my side of the bed for my allergies. (I need to change it, I think.) As a result, the usual sounds of birds in the morning are not audible.

In the bathroom, on the other hand, the window is cracked open for ventilation. When I get up and go into the bathroom, cat meowing at my heels, I have my first encounter with the morning. Air temperature, humidity, the sounds of animals - all come through six inches of space blocked only by a screen.

This morning I heard a rippling sound outside, a noise somewhere between fingers tapping on a keyboard and a bubbling fountain. I could not imagine what it might be.

Squirrels. Two squirrels, to be precise, spiraling around and up and down a tree in a prolonged game of tag.

Comments

[Keri]

Hee hee -- that's so cute! We've got a pair of tag-playing squirrels in our yard too.

[jo(e)]

That's a nice way to begin the day!