The Squirrel

The whole reason i entertained the thought of blogging was because of a squirrel. I witness strange things and i would tell myself, "you need to get a blog going to document this". Now that i have started a blog, i should now reveal the story behind the story.

The buses have been rerouted downtown due to construction. This means i'm walking further and outside to catch the bus. I'm pretty sure i've told that part a few times. I usually walk down a block on 3rd St. rather than waiting on Hennepin. I end up on a block that has a marble wall for half the block, and then building for the rest of the block. The only break in this marble wall and building, is the entrance to a parking garage, otherwise there are no doors or anything...

I "park" myself generally on one side of the garage entrance. It annoys me to no-end to stand bunched up with everyone waiting for their buses. I prefer to leave some space on the sidewalk for pedestrians... Anywho...

It was a mild fall day and there was a lot of traffic on 3rd st. All of a sudden there is a squirrel that managed to cross the 3rd st. to our side. It was straight out of a cartoon. I could hear is scritching its claws on the sidewalk as it skidded into the marble wall. The poor squirrel bounced off the wall, almost ended up back in the street, tried to go up a tree, went back down the tree and climbed up a lady's pant leg.

Did you get that? The squirrel climbed up this poor lady's pant leg. The lady was wearing brown pants. I can see where the squirrel got confused! The squirrel, realizing it's error after the woman screams, scurries back down and up the "correct" tree. It latched onto a branch and ran over the marble wall to it's final destination.

Now i'm not sure whose heart was beating faster... the squirrel's or the lady's? And there you have it. The story behind the story.