The park is no urban oasis.
There’s five of them waiting at the entrance. Focused.
As they creep closer you can tell they’ve been doing this for a while. They’re hefty. Thug-fat and cocky in their glossy coats.
The squirrels demand their toll, and I forgot to bring my nuts.
Ben lives and teaches in London. He is sad that coffee no longer works the way it used to.
Squirrels. They’re only rats with bushy tails.
Love the twist/reveal.
Great build up, nice twist.
aww…sweet story. I love squirrels. Try powdered espresso…it may work!
Great!!! You got me smiling….
Enjoyed that. Thanks.
Thoroughly love this. Thank you for sharing!