I Rescue a Squirrel (Sort Of)

Hello Everyone!

I hope you are having a fantastic week and a happy December!  Things are getting pretty busy here, with Christmas at Luther opening tonight and final exams speedily approaching.  Yet despite the anxiety that some Luther students are beginning to feel, there is one population on campus that does not seem at all stressed by the prospect of choral performances or massive tests.  This happy-go-lucky group is none other than the Luther squirrels.

Yes, for some reason, the squirrels here are always in an excellent mood.  (At least as far as I can tell.)

For those of you who haven’t had the pleasure of encountering the Luther squirrels, I will tell you that they are a very interesting bunch.  They are definitely not shy.  At all.  In fact, I know several people who have tripped over squirrels and a few more who have watched squirrels walk over their feet.  And not only are these squirrels very friendly; the Luther squirrels are also quite talented.  I have seen them do backflips, play tag, and have wrestling matches with twigs.  This has led to their immense popularity around campus, which, in turn, has placed Luther College on Huffington Post’s “Colleges Most Obsessed with Squirrels” list, which you can read by clicking here.

As for me, my most interesting squirrel encounter happened this Monday.  Allow me to recount the story:

 

I Rescue a Squirrel

I was taking my garbage out to the dumpster behind my dorm, and when I opened the lid of the dumpster, I noticed that something at the bottom was moving.  As I’m sure you have already guessed, that something was a squirrel.  It was a very plump squirrel, probably because it had been eating a lot of garbage.  I don’t know how the squirrel got into the dumpster when the lid was closed, but there it was, looking at me from the shadows of its dark little corner.  It occurred to me that the squirrel was probably trapped when the top of the dumpster was shut.

So I put my garbage inside and then waited for the squirrel to climb out.  It was happy to oblige, but despite its impressive running start and fluffy-tail-swishing, the squirrel was unable to make its escape from its trash-bestrewn prison.  (It was probably for the best that the squirrel did not make it out the first time, however, because if it had succeeded, it would have come flying directly at my face.)

I decided the best plan of action would be to leave the dumpster open, run my errands around campus, and come back to see if the squirrel had escaped yet.

When I returned to the dumpster later that day, the squirrel was gone.

So I guess I didn’t exactly rescue the squirrel, but I enabled the squirrel to escape.  Which was exciting, at least to me.

The End.

 

And that is the story of how I sort of rescued a squirrel!

I hope you enjoyed this post about the rodent friends that populate Luther’s campus!

And now I will bid you adieu.  I leave to do my homework, which hopefully I can tackle with the energy and enthusiasm of a Luther squirrel.

Until next time!

~Jillian

This is a photo of a Luther squirrel I chased up a tree as I attempted to photograph him. Or her. It's hard to tell with squirrels.
This is another squirrel that actually approached me as I took his picture. He came very close and stood on his hind legs for me. He was very intrigued by the clicking sound that my camera makes.

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