Whitey
R.I.P.
Whitey was one of our albino squirrel friends. I'd been feeding him for at least two years now, he'd come by nearly every day, and I'd gotten kind of attached, darnit! He'd take peanuts from our hands,
He knew his name and had his own, tough-guy personality. Earlier this winter, he was hit by a car in front of our next-door neighbor's house. I was sure it was him because all of a sudden he stopped showing up. I asked Dana to pick him up and he buried the little guy in our backyard by the iris bed. He used to hang out with another white squirrel, who was not nearly so tame, and we've seen this other squirrel a few times since then but not recently. I miss you, ya little rat.
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