Pointless College StoriesII: Fish Meets the Mascot
To continue this romp through the past, I am feeling awfully tangential. So for this third installment, I will recount an encounter I had with an agent of the dark cabal that truly runs everything on main campus.
This was during my first year at university park because I was in an apartment complex off campus enough to require riding a bus back and forth. In fact, I was waiting for a bus at the main stop at College and Allen. I was minding my own business when I saw a squirrel hopping about looking for food.
Since I had everything in my trench coat, I remembered that I had a few peanuts in my pocket from the last time I was at the Jawbone. So I pulled one out and tossed it to the little guy. He pounced on it and quickly disappeared to parts unknown.
A few minutes later, I see the same squirrel working his way over to me again. So I pull out another peanut and toss it to him. Again, he snags the nut and disappears.
In another couple minutes, he comes into my view again. This time, I decided to make him work for the peanut and had him take it out of my hand. He obliged and disappeared.
By this time, I am sure you can gather that he came back. I mean, he knew he was into a good thing. However, I was out of peanuts and told him as much. He remained skeptical though, sniffing around me and giving me a cute little unbelieving scoff.
I even showed him my hands and he sniffed those. Then things got a little weird. Seems as the little guy was paying more attention than I thought and in one spry action advanced on me to peek inside coat pocket that once held the peanuts. Finding none, he finally retreated.
From then on, I stopped carrying peanuts in my coat. The benefits outweighed the danger of being carried off by our furry little overlords.
This was during my first year at university park because I was in an apartment complex off campus enough to require riding a bus back and forth. In fact, I was waiting for a bus at the main stop at College and Allen. I was minding my own business when I saw a squirrel hopping about looking for food.
Since I had everything in my trench coat, I remembered that I had a few peanuts in my pocket from the last time I was at the Jawbone. So I pulled one out and tossed it to the little guy. He pounced on it and quickly disappeared to parts unknown.
A few minutes later, I see the same squirrel working his way over to me again. So I pull out another peanut and toss it to him. Again, he snags the nut and disappears.
In another couple minutes, he comes into my view again. This time, I decided to make him work for the peanut and had him take it out of my hand. He obliged and disappeared.
By this time, I am sure you can gather that he came back. I mean, he knew he was into a good thing. However, I was out of peanuts and told him as much. He remained skeptical though, sniffing around me and giving me a cute little unbelieving scoff.
I even showed him my hands and he sniffed those. Then things got a little weird. Seems as the little guy was paying more attention than I thought and in one spry action advanced on me to peek inside coat pocket that once held the peanuts. Finding none, he finally retreated.
From then on, I stopped carrying peanuts in my coat. The benefits outweighed the danger of being carried off by our furry little overlords.