First sun-light of the day. The rays fell like droplets of warmth on him. Curled up behind the bushes, hiding the acorns and paper he had collected, winked up an eye.
"Ah, I just love the twittering of the birds in the morning...there goes tweety the sparrow to get grub, Meow the cat is already on her morning scouts, and Bobby the dog is still sleeping!".
Unknown to him, I stood watching him from my house. He sprang up, stretched his silken body and brushed away his dirt with his bushy tail. Up and away he bounced, from the pavement to the bushes and back.
On the trees, he flies from one branch to another. His head bobs up and down, sideways and hither and thither. "Got to find those delicious nuts, now where could they just be."
Suddenly he springs up on the porch of our patio. Sniffing along the edge, nibbling away at the small pots, and bumping off a few snails, he looked at me. And stood still.
We both saw each other for a while. "Big human, wonder if he wants to drive me out!".
Then he continued dancing around in the patio. Crazy squirrel I thought. Wonder if he will be around, when you grow up. Kutkut - the crazy little squirrel.
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