Squirrel Ahoy

Here we are. Me and Sammy the grey squirrel . . .

I'm in the kitchen looking out. He's on a gatepost staring in . . .

We exchange stares. Seems like hours, but less than a minute . . .

Then, I reach over to the table for my camera . . .

Sammy waits . . .

I lift the camera, he turns his back on me and craps into the yard . . .

I wait. He stops, glances over his shoulder. Blip this, says the smile on his face . . .

Snap . . .