When we invade your territory you adapt. We flatten your home and you relocate. We unleash our depraved felines but you elude them. You shrug off our overbearing presence. You dazzle us with your spiral mating dance. You win our hearts with your handsome countenance, distinguishing yourself from the fanged sewer dwellers and black beaked dumpster divers. So smitten are we that we’ll feed you, and gladly pet you if we could.
You alone walk among us, your wild pride intact.
I raise my glass to you, noble squirrel.