as soon as i walked up to the window, the mother opened her mouth a bit so that her teeth were showing and she jumped on top of her babies. she must have thought i was going to harm them in some way.

i felt like saying to the mama squirrel "hey i am a nature lover you crazy little squirrel, i would never hurt you". i also wanted to explain to her that they were on the other side of the glass. but then i rememebered, she doesn't speak my language.

maybe i need to get a squirrel for dummies book so that i can speak their language.

why is it that some mama's protect their young and some kick them to the curb. i plan to be the kind that protects.

written at 4:07 p.m.