A squirrel looked at me while ago when I was walking to the church.
It isn’t often that a wild animal looks at you. Usually they look at you from the corner of their eyes. Squirrels, rabbits, birds – usually they just give you their peripheral vision.But this one just looked at me straight on. And I wondered what it was thinking.
Did it wonder what I was doing there? Or maybe it was thinking, what an exceptionally human. Probably not.
Maybe it liked my shirt. I have on a bright one with red and yellow fish on it today.
Who knows. But it was a bit disconcerting to have that happen.
In books I read about Indians, it always bothered the guy when an animal would look at him. Many times he figured that it knew something he didn’t. So he would begin to worry.
There are things that surprise you when you are walking around, and I am kind of glad that one like this can still touch me in some way.
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