"Happy", my little squirrel friend
My neighbor and I, every morning, put out food for the birds and squirrels. It was so fun watching those squirrels eat and scamper around our balcony..
One morning, I noticed a Youth squirrel that appeared to have three ears. I think one of the ears was split and not an actual extra ear, but regardless he was adorable. As the days turned into months, this little squirrel became more and more comfortable eating close to me. I decided to name this squirrel, because I knew before too long he would be eating out of my hand...He was that curious and friendly..
I was talking about how happy this little squirrel made me, so a friend said I should name him "Happy". I did.
It got to the point that Happy would come within one foot of me, before he spooked and backed away...I was sure it was only a matter of time before he would take food from me, we were getting so close...Happy and me...
One day, I came home and my neighbor told me Happy had been injured, real bad, at least she thought it was Happy...I was hoping it was not. The next morning I saw Happy on the balcony, but he was injured, his back was scraped to the bone and he was having a hard time walking, but he still seemed to have energy....
About three days pasts, and I was walking my dog down our long driveway, and I saw a dead squirrel along the drive...I looked and it had flies all over its back...My heart sunk, it was Happy....
I went on and finished walking Boomer, and came back to get a shovel to bury him, and HE HAD MOVED,,,my god, he was still alive...I ran to my neighbor and he grabbed a towel and I scooped up Happy, noticing his little split ear, and he drove me to a vet...the vet would not take wildlife, but Happy was squirming in my arms, he was still alive....I came home and we put him in a box so he would be more comfortable for me to drive him to the wildlife refuge....
As I was getting ready to unwrap the towel and place him in the box, I noticed his little paw sticking out...so I petted it, stroked it a few seconds, then he pulled his paw back into the towel and died....
My little Happy, died in my arms while I was stroking his paw...
I finally got to touch him, he let me..........
goodbye Happy
For whatever reason, he needed you that day and it was written in destiny that you walked his way that day. He waited until he could finally touch you and for you to touch him. A very sad day, I too cried for you both.
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