the-buddha-squirrel-or-a-close-facsimileThe Buddha Squirrel is gone…I spent all winter trying to get a picture of the Buddha Squirrel. He would climb to the top of the fence post in front of our house, sit with his little paws resting on his fat belly, and contemplate the universe. (Or stare into our house…I was never quite sure.)

Of course, like all things squirrel, his contemplations were rather ADD. By the time I got my camera to the front window he was gone. Maybe he was part ninja. Ninjas do that.

But now with the coming of spring (about fucking time), I fear the Buddha Squirrel has either wasted away to just another scrawny rodent or he resides in the tummy of a local cat. Either option seems plausable. And neither option seems all that unpalatable since he is just a stupid fat squirrel.

However, I shall miss my Buddha Squirrel. While Piggy seemed to lean twards the “stupid, fat rodent and I wonder what he tastes like” school, I prefer to think of him as the Universe in action…fat, frenetic and pointless.

PS To the Brits who are afraid our big, bad grey squirrels are kicking their little red squirrels ass and taking over the island, I say, “USA! USA! USA! US…”

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