18 October 2004 (Monday)
trapped
Still on last night...as we parked the car before dinner (yes, we went out to dinner), we saw a squirrel trapped in a shoe store. The poor little guy (girl?) was dashing frantically among the boots, scratching at the glass in the front window and sniffing at the crack near the door. I wrote a note to the store employees and slipped it through said door crack, alerting them to the squirrel's presence, imploring them to make sure he gets out, and cautioning them not to be too surprised if they find him curled up in a boot.
On the way back to our car after dinner (it was delicious), we saw another couple of people sliding a similar note into the store. I wonder how many pieces of paper were scattered on the floor by the time the store openned up this morning.
