As I sat in front of my window, a movement caught my eye. A squirrel with something in his mouth, possibly an acorn, nosed down the crepe myrtle. He didn’t move with a purpose, but in small, jerky runs. Upon reaching the ground, he scurried under the juniper, nosed around a bit, then scampered out.
Finally, he found a piece of leaf-covered ground under a pot of giant impatiens that he liked and began digging. His tiny front paws moved quickly. Then, he dropped the nut he’d had in his mouth into the hole and just as hurriedly covered it up.
Finally, he started back up the crepe myrtle, changed his mind, and ran down the bush and over to my water fountain–the one with the girl and boy statuary. Then, that strange squirrel started nibbling the paint on my stone girl. He whisked around it, a nibble here, a nibble there. I didn’t appreciate this nearly as much as I did when he buried the acorn. Tiring of whatever he found so tasty, he jumped down and scooted back up the crepe myrtle.
Not being able to make up their minds is a failing of squirrels. Maybe they have so many thoughts going through their furry little heads, they can’t hang onto one long enough to follow through. I could learn something from the squirrel. Making up one’s mind and sticking to the first decision has its merits. Second guessing usually leads to confusion.
Maybe I should have invited him in for coffee and asked what he found on the statuary that was so tasty. But, I didn’t and my chance was lost. Besides, Nemo would have been a deterrent and would help him reach a prompt decision. Will the squirrel remember where he hid the acorn and come back for it later? Or, is it out of sight, out of mind?
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