Let us bow our heads…
Dear Treetop Squirrel
Please give me the strength to get through another day in the backyard jungle, and with Your omniscient eye, help me keep an eye out for those evil cats who would like to do me harm. Please also use your healing powers for my friend Ralph, who seems to have come down with a case of the mange. You will see him in confessional later on today, as I had 
warned him about taking that nasty squirrel back to his nest last night.
Please accept my humble gratitude for the simple things You have put on this earth for us squirrels to get by on… thank you for the trees to dwell and leap freely through, thank you for the twigs and leaves for which we may build warm, cozy nests out of, thank you for the acorns for which to fill our always hungry bellies… please, keep those acorns coming, Treetop Squirrel. We also thank you for the corncobs that appear by only Your divine powers on the tree trunk, and offer You a sacrifice of a possum to ensure that feeder keeps getting replenished.
Please bless us squirrels with another fun and productive day of digging up the yard, chasing each other through the trees, taunting those silly dogs, and borrowing food from the birdfeeders, which we only do for Your glory, Treetop Squirrel.
Oh, and thank you Treetop Squirrel for blogs like this one which spread the Good Word about us squirrels, and I am especially grateful to You for allowing me the honor of being this week’s Saturday Squirrel. I continue to be in awe of Your great powers, Oh Holy Bushy Tailed One… but if You don’t mind doing a small favor for us all, I do have one more minor trifle upon which to ask for Your intervention….
COULD YOU PLEASE PUT AN END TO THIS #$&@*()#& WINTER WEATHER ALREADY!?!?!?!?
Amen.
Have a blessed weekend, everyone!
It’s okay if you’re sleepy and nod off, you’ll just look extra reverent!
I feel like that squirrel right now, but I was waiting for the Saturday squirrel…
YAY! And now we can both go to bed….
He is adorable…I feel so fuzzy inside now, just like his tail.
Doesn’t that tickle?
A little. Don’t worry, I can handle it.
The snowbound squirrels better have hidden away plenty of emergency acorns this winter, for sure, Evil Nester.
They were busy doing that as early as August last year. Should’ve known. I think those old wives tales are right… they knew this was coming!
I agree. Nature knows better than the Farmer’s Almanac, even.
OMP (oh my pig)! I can’t breathe. Must be quiet as to not wake up mom and dad. Too funny my friend. That is one full bodied squirrel in that picture. And they say I’m big boned. Snorts. XOXO – Bacon
I have a lot of those big boned squirrels around here. I should quit falling for that sad, hungry look they keep giving me….
Snorts. Journalist Rocky does the same thing here. The pitiful me and I have a family look gets my mom every time. XOXO – Bacon
The squirrel just became my new favorite meteorologist. If I remember from reading, you have formal study in the field? That’s pretty awesome.
Indeed I do, though I’ve probably already forgotten more than I ever learned. I just let my instinct and the joints in my tail tell me what’s going to happen now…
Hallelujah and amen!
Can I get a witness from the congregation?
Why am I picturing the church scene from “The Blues Brothers”?
thank you, and i am all in with the squirrels on this one )
Me too. I hope Jack Frost is on the FBI’s Most Wanted list….
Amen, now pass the seeds.
Oops, someone already ate them all!
“…and offer You a sacrifice of a possum…” That got me, I was like Awwww how cut … LMAO! 😉
I should be in pretty good standing with Treetop Squirrel given all of the times I’ve offed Buster on this blog…
I hope Ralph gets better soon, so he can go back to sowing his wild acorns.
Assuming his nuts don’t fall off…
Yeeks 😦
testify, testify! 😀
Preach on, sister!
Amen!