On weekend mornings I make coffee, feed the dog, curl up on the couch with my cup of joe and stare out the window into my front yard to watch the day unfold. The following pictures are what happend on one such morning all in the span of about thirty seconds. Why didn't I take a video... I don't know...it all happened so fast, and I was laughing to hard to think about it, I guess.
I am squirrel.
I have smelled something that makes me very happy (it's not the orb - i don't know where that came from)
it's someplace at the base of this tree.
i will pounce on it. it will be mine.
the pouncing didn't work.
i will use my entire little brownish grey body.
i will roll over and over on it.
i am not satisfied.
another roll and a flip. i will attain the smell.
i'm not sure what just happened.