I Hate Squirrels

We had a lot of fun today. It was real sunny and Stretch and I went outside to play and found a squirrel. I don’t like squirrels and I don’t think I would have a squirrel for a friend but they are fun to chase except when they run up the trees. I tried to climb a tree once but for some reason I can’t get up there. I even got real far back and tried to jump to the top but my legs are too short and I didn’t go too high. I bet Rosie and her long legs could jump real high. After the squirrel got high up in the tree he started running around in the branches and I had to keep looking up when I ran to follow him. Do you know how hard it is to run when you can’t see where you’re going? I’ll tell you it’s not that easy. I think the squirrel laughed at me a few times when I tripped and almost ran into one of the trees. That made me mad and I started yelling at that mean old squirrel. After about an hour of chasing that squirrel around the yard trying not to run into the trees I was ready for a nap. I don’t know why but chasing squirrels and birds always makes me sleepy. Stretch went under the house to her favorite spot for her nap but I went in the house and slept on the couch. That’s where it’s comfortable and if I’m lucky someone will sit next to me and rub my tummy. That always makes me sleep real good.