“Life is like a box of chocolates. You just never know what you’re gonna get.” — Forrest Gump
So why start off today with that quote? Because every once in awhile a reader will mention this column is like the Forrest Gump movie with subjects that are unpredictable, sometimes strange, but always interesting. Here’s why I love doing this column: 50 percent is for the sheer joy of writing, and the other 50 percent is the joy of hearing from readers — like the following email from Mary J. Hodges who lives in Kansas and is responding to the recent column about squirrels.
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“This is from Mary Hodges, Mission, Kan. (a suburb of Kansas City). My relative, Patsy Brookshire, lives in South Beach and sends me your columns. The squirrel story really hit home because there is a white squirrel in our neighborhood, and he sometimes comes to my deck and eats the sunflower seeds I put out there to entice him.
Of course I get many grey squirrels, as well. Although I saw my white squirrel on a tree a few days ago, he/she has not been on my deck for several days, and I am concerned. He may be avoiding it because my deck has been urine-marked by one or more grey squirrels marking their territory.
At age 81, my life is now complete because I have seen a squirrel pee. A gray one hunkered down, spread his little legs, and behold, there was a small puddle on my water-resistant deck. Where's a camera person from PBS "Nature" when you need one? Attached is a photo of my white squirrel.”
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Well, in all the years of writing this column for the News-Times, this is a definite first. I have never seen a white squirrel or given any thought (or visualized) a squirrel urinating. Mary’s description absolutely cracked me up, and I simply had to contact her (and her relative Patsy Brookshire) and get permission for using Mary's email and photo. I have gotten replies from both, and Mary wants to go on record that the white squirrel has returned to her stash of sunflower seeds, and he/she is more of a silver color
I hope this made your day as it certainly has mine. As fascinated as I am about the silver-white squirrel, I can’t quite stop visualizing the gray one hunkering down to do you know what. I plan to pay closer attention to the squirrels who show up in my yard.
Bobbie Lippman is a professional writer who lives in Seal Rock. She is the author of “Good Grief: A Collection of Stories As One Woman Journeys From Heartbreak To Healing Through Honesty and Humor” (Dancing Moon Press). The book (with all proceeds going to Rotary International) is available at JC Market in Newport and directly from Bobbie, who can be contacted at [email protected]