Message of the Day – R.I.P.

Our brave little squirrel fell out of a tree at the First United Methodist Church of Crystal Lake.

The men had finished assembling the new plastic benches for the outdoor chapel.

No more splinters.

No more aching backs or having to bring a lawn chair.

These benches have backs.

And were they heavy to move.

They were all leveled and spaced 22 inches apart.

We wondered where the little squirrel was.

We had gotten quite attached to him.

Even named him “Jose.”

I never saw the second one, but I’m told, just for balance, she was named “Maria.” She was more shy.

The man who first made contact with the little fellow picked him up and petted him.

I volunteered to take him to a veterinarian.

After I got to the office, I was told that he could lose his license if he treated a squirrel, that I should call DNR.

I knew what the Department of Natural Resources would say.

“It’s only a squirrel. There are plenty more.”

In other words, “Get over it.”

After the squirrel died, I buried him in our yard with the rest of the pets.

I guess no one will be surprised at Sunday morning’s 8 AM service by a little creature wondering around their feet.

Too bad.


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