So yesterday was my 20th birthday and in consideration of class schedule, the party was tonight. Renegade Librarian and I made two cakes- one round double-layer with raspberry choclate icing, one yellow with chocolate icing.
After this I went to dinner with a group of friends, and when I came home I noticed a storebought cake on the counter. It was a bit confusing. Then one of my friends who hadn’t been at dinner walked up to me and said I should look at the cake.
It had little pawprints all over it.
We’d left the door open- no air conditioning in the house- and when Tracey came into the kitchen that night she saw a squirrel run out the door. She then looked at the cake and noticed that it had pawprints in it and nibbles out of it.
It looked like the damn beast had done the hokey pokey in the icing.
Did ya ever stop to think that maybe, just maaaaaaaaaaybe, it was the squirrel’s birthday, too and he simply thought it was his cake by mistake?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm???
That was my first thought too, Lola. I also wonder if they provided the poor thing with a tiny squirrel-sized beer or not, and if anyone noticed if he was wearing a little party hat.
Now, I’m just curious…was it the rasberry cake, or the yellow cake? This could be a very important bit of information for science. Plus, when the lucky albino squirrel here at UT has his birthday, I’d like to get him a little something special, you know?
Oh, and once again, happy birthday, I’m glad it was full of laughter.
I’m glad you had such a great birthday, andygirl. But the squirrel eating your birthday cake? Maybe it was getting tired of a diet of nuts and things, and decided to sample some finer fare. Great story to start my day off with, too… it brought a smile to my face.
Actually, that reminds me of a similiar incident that heppened quite a few years ago: a group of friends and I were at someone’s house for lunch, and someone set a lunch dish on a chair. (I no longer remember what the dish in question was) Next thing you know, the family dog (Buffy) had come up to the chair and took a huge bite out of the food! :eek: It was quite funny to hear my friend’s mother scolding the dog in Chinese. (maybe that was the same lunch that one of my friends demonstrated that he could turn his arm around 360 degrees, but that’s another story)
The raspberry cake was the one that was nibbled on. Alas.
Lola, Rose, you will be pleased to note that outside my door this morning was a squirrel-sized birthday hat made from a water-cooler cup. I live with people with too much free time on their hands.
A squirrel once came into my apartment, and was standing on my keyboard when I came in the door. As I walked toward it, it bolted toward the open window, but not before taking a brief leak and shorting out the keyboard.
