Everybody seems so down these days, she said, because of the way people are being taken in by that Sarah Palin. Why don't you cheer people this time?
Me? Cheer people up?
Yes, she said, write about animals, or something that makes people forget about how gullible voters can be. This Palinomania is getting to be nauseating.
Animals? How about gullible voters? That topic sound more appealing.
No; try animals, she said. Look at all these squirrels around here.
OK, but I have to confess, all squirrels look the same to me.
Sure, one might be shaded a little grayer or a little browner than another, but when you look them in their faces _ I just can't tell the difference.
And that's despite having to get to know more than a few of them this summer. Squirrels, however, are just the most populous species of those that have created a menagerie on our property more aptly suited for a zoo, despite living in the city of Oneonta.
Our property is landlocked by streets, houses and civilization, but we have so many critters around that our two cats wish we would move to the country so they could have more privacy.
Everybody knows about the deer ``problem'' in Oneonta. In fact, most people have stopped complaining because they've resigned themselves to peaceful coexistence.
But at least the deer don't live on our property, unlike the woodchuck, opossum, skunks, raccoons _ and squirrels. Some of them even have second homes under the back deck.
The cats don't know what to make of some of our furry invaders. They know enough to leave the skunks alone and don't quite know what to think of the opossum, which, let's face it, could only look cute to another _ and randy at that _ opossum. The cats don't mind the groundhog, unless it gets under the deck and interrupts their afternoon naps.