bongo brought home a squirrel the other day. he wanted to bring it inside. like, no. you stupid cat. he set it down to meow at us. and it ran off. not real far. just under the grill. it was a half grown squirrel. you'd think it would have no trouble evading a cat. but no. it didn't even seem to try. weird. i was thinking toxoplasmosis. but didn't care enough to dispose of another rodent. maybe if it was closer to trash day. it eventually ended up clinging to the side of the hot tub. not moving. like it was invisible or something. that's when princess came along. dumb cat nearly walked passed it. heh. maybe it was nigh invisible. almost. she had some fun swatting at it. but when it didn't run she kinda got bored. they were content to just watch it. doing nothing. anywho. the beautiful and talented alisa tried to separate the cats and the squirrel. later, i tried to chase it out of the yard. the sun was going down. it seemed to be unable to climb the fence. hrm. a squirrel that can't climb. weird. there were no little squirrel limbs flopping around. it wasn't obviously injured. but maybe. or possibly had a deformity. anywho. it's pretty much that part of the circle of life that supports the other parts of the circle of life.