Now the camouflage is gone, fallen to the ground where it forms a golden blanket. The squirrels' ninja powers are severely compromised in such conditions. I think they've given up on stealth entirely now -- the other day one was blatantly trying to scale my screen door. I told him that I could see him. He then said no one sees the ninja and lives to tell the tale. I laughed, and then he laughed too, saying that it was no laughing matter and soon he would be in my ceiling, where he would scratch until he made a hole from which he could leap onto my face while I slept.
Yesterday my botany lab was studying fruit, so I stole some peanuts and acorns as a peace offering. I've been feeling bad for the squirrels anyway. Around this time of year their tails become about as big as their bodies and they usually look pretty cozy, but with the mix of snow and rain lately they just look sad and bedraggled. Very much like drowned rats. Also not very ninja-like.
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