thoth darn thquirrelth wath out on the frozen patio when a thquirrel in a nearby tree called over to me. “hey,” he thaid, “are you hungry?” “sure” I rethponded, “I could go for a snak” “something smells good, over there, underneath that cover” “oh thats our bar-b-que grill, im not allowed around that” “you’re yellow!” “well im brown actually, but whats [...]