I admit it, I could have handled that better. My impulses got the better of me and in retrospect it’s clear that more restraint was called for. But in my defense that squirrel was asking for it.

Every day, it’s the same food in the same small portions. And I think, don’t I deserve more? Do I have to play by their rules? Can’t I grab the things I want in life? And as it turns out, I can’t.

“Oooh, look, it’s snowing!” you said. “Go out and play, it’ll be fun!” you said.