I was sure squirrels were scared of people. Until one Grey stood in front of me and put its paw on my shin. I had nothing to give it, not even a crumb. The squirrel stood its ground and in the end I turned back, grateful it was almost spring.
Brian Maycock’s short stories have been published recently by The Drabble and Paragraph Planet. He lives in Scotland.
When a squirrel is not a squirrel.
Great little story from Scotland!
love this simple, beautiful piece
I walk a trail at Shubie Park and may have met this squirrel’s family. A wonderful peice.