Zoe’s Letters To Pinky, Squirrel in the House, and that ain’t the
half a it!!!!
Pinkala,
So I have been crazy busy flyin all
over the state, and getting exposed to all kinds a creatures, two, four, six
and eight legged! First off
there’s a guy from nuyork that’s been hangin around here changing all the exit
routes! It’s a good thing on accounta there’s a lot more light in here, and since
I’s losin my keen vision, I can use all the light I can get.
Mischa says, that’s true on a lotta
levels.
Anyways, Mischa calls this guy a
character and shakes her head every time she mentions his name on accounta he’s
a whirlwind and pile a contradictions. Plus sometimes he shows up with his
children and they scare the three cheeses outta all a us. Yesterday they was
runnin in and outta here like banshees, and a squirrel got in the house. The
big guy from nuyork and all his children started runnin all around the house tryin to catch the
thing, while it was getting scareder and scareder cause they was all waving
their hands and runnin at him real fast. Finally the big guy caught the
squirrel and got peed on. Then he dropped it and old B got into the chase and
recaptured the thing, then it bit her!!!. I tried once or twice to get a nip of
its fluffy tail, but dint really get too far on accounta all them little kids
getting in my way.
That was a commotion I coulda done
without!. Mischa kept sayin we had a circus goin on.
Anyways turns out the big guy whose
got a string a stories longer than from here to the moon, has got a big soft
spot for all thing nature related. Everytime he’s here he rescues something.
One day it was a red dragon fly, then a little lime green leaf bug, and lizards
and bees and yesterday he saved a dang termite!!!. He’s like St Francis, with a
long island, long-story twist. After that little squirrel got himself up a
tree, the big guy started talking about campin out in the backyard to make sure
no dang hawk, osprey, eagle, or owl got em before hi mother came back! Yikes.
Plus we had already been through a
lot of real life nature programs when we was in the everglades this time, like
that fisher bird with the orange feet, he tried to poke my eye out! Ofcourse my
moms rescued me in plenty a time, but still…. Then we got bombarded by a pack a
seagulls tryin to eat our lunch, then the parrots were sreamin. And me and
Mischa had a cold and it was all just too chaotic and too loud.
When we got home we get a call from
one a Mischa’s friends and she starts telling us about these microscopic things
that might be animals and then again might be plants or both! And ya cant even
see them and they can get radiated and don’t even care, and they can withstand
any kind a temperature you dial up and on top of that they can turn their blood
inta sugar so as not to get caught off guard should the conditions in their
environment go drastically wrong. Egad. The things I can see is bad enough, now
we have to worry about these little tartigrates or something like that.
Pink I cant wait to get up there in
pixburg and settle into a cozy bed next to you and the fireplace. I could use
some warm, quiet, dog time.
See ya soon.
Zoe
Mischa’s story Divine Remembering is at http://micheldemetriatsouris2.blogspot.com/ please copy and past into your browser...seem to be experiencing technical eoif947fhogiy,!!!
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