I saw something yesterday that I can't seem to stop thinking about. I saw this squirrel carrying a smaller squirrel in its mouth. As I walked past the squirrel quickly grabbed his mate and scurried up the tree. I fear the other squirrel may have been dead. Rather sweet to see him carrying him all the way up there. I tried not to look but as I walked on I knew the squirrel was starring at me from the top. I wonder if he was going to bury him in a hollowed out branch. Or maybe it wasn't sad at all. I hope not.