My Pet Squirrel

When I was younger I used to have a pet squirrel. It was discovered in my neighbors yard one day. My Friend and I were just standing there talking and it ran up my leg onto my shoulder. It just sat there like it belonged, I thought the little sucker was going to bite me but it never did, so I took it over to my house and cared for it and fed it different kinds of food other than what a normal squirrel would eat...ice cream, tomatoes, cookies...

It seemed to enjoyed it so much when I finally did try to give it it's normal food he wouldn't eat it, but there came this one day while we was on vacation. I had it in a upstairs room so he wouldn't have a run of the house, it must have fell behind the toy box and it couldn't get out...no one was around to help it, and when I got home I found it trapped and not moving...I felt so bad that no one was around to help the pet I had grown to love.

Has anyone ever wondered when you look at a certain pet, what it's thinking? How you would feel if you could trade places or maybe just imagine their world? It's also a tragedy that we can't experience something like that even for just a little while.

When you have spare time one day just sit and watch what they do like cats and dogs before they lay down, it seems they have to turn in circles about a hundred times before it's okay to quit. Birds are a nice species to have as a pet...to watch them it appears quiet boring in a way...but somehow i have a feeling it isn't. A fish on the other hand really seems that way...not much to do but swim around and eat.

So that is what I think when I watch pets of mine, or others in general. I now have a soft place in my heart to everyone that has lost one, if by accident or old age. It really makes me think of the time I once had a squirrel for my pet.