Thursday, October 16, 2008

Poor cute little furry woods creatures.

Poor cute little furry woods creatures!
On our way back from shul, we saw a squirrel that was run over by a car, in the middle of the street. It was so sad.
What I noticed right away, however, was that there was a big nut behind him (I want to assume it was a 'he', and not a 'she', because then maybe it was a 'mommy', and that's saaaad.) and he was curled around a nut he was holding to his tummy ('stomach' is not as befitting a P.C.L.F.W.C. as 'tummy' is).
Which teaches you one thing, ladies and gents:
Don't go after your Taivos.