The wonderful thing about having a few days where you feel out of sorts is when it passes. My heart goes out to those who find that pass doesn’t come.

It was a Squirrel-bless him, who brought me back to life, this time.

There was this scrapping noise going on outside. It was unusual. Not something I’d heard before. Strange. With just one window open, I could hear it.

I looked out and saw Squirrel gnawing down on an upside down plant pot. Initially, I wondered if he was digging for nutrients he was short of. A valid point. But get this…there is every chance he was filing down his teeth. Yikes. Did you know that the teeth of squirrels keep growing, and they need to do their own dentistry like this?

Amazing.