Life is good …


… especially if there is a garden hose nearby.

I set out on a walk this morning, glum over the gloomy-looking sky and the fact that it was late when it was finally light enough to head outside. After a few days of lackluster weather … first feeling as if I was bounced around like a tumbleweed, then Sunday’s rainfall and an errand-filled Monday morning, I was glad to finally get a decent walk in again.

While traversing the neighborhood, I saw more and more harvest and Halloween décor assuring me that people have decided to just go ahead and embrace the Fall as the Summer has left for good.

While walking down Emmons Boulevard, in the distance, I saw a cluster of small birds gathered in the middle of a cross-street. Of course, my first thought was “don’t they know that is a dumb thing to do – people can’t see you?” As I got closer, after squinting to see what the attraction was, I noticed the morning congregation seemed to revolve around a colorful bag of some sort. Suddenly a squirrel, seizing the opportunity to be “large and in charge”, raced into the flock of sparrows and rushed over to examine the pickings and make them his own.

As I got right up close to the scene, I had to laugh because there was a foil bag emblazoned with the words “Fritos Flamin’ Hot corn chips” and our furry friend was pawing through the chips and shoveling them into his mouth just as quickly as he could. He reminded me of a squirrel I saw once at Council Point Park who had discovered a Cheetos bag and pretty much inhaled the remnants of it. How did I know? Well, his mouth and paws were smeared with orange cheese dust.

“Sure, go ahead and make a pig of yourself” I called out to him as I passed by, though he was enjoying this unexpected treat so much, he was oblivious to me. Then I added “just be sure you look for a garden hose to guzzle some water to cool off your scorched gullet from your gluttony!” He never budged and paid me no never mind so I just kept walking past this furry Frito Bandito.

And you thought gluttony only happened at the Thanksgiving Day table?

About Linda Schaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, so this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for four decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, though I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too. - Linda Schaub
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4 Responses to Life is good …

  1. Marge Aubin says:

    Oh my God I bet his mouth was burning. This really made me smile. Thanks Linda I needed this.


  2. lindasschaub says:

    Glad you enjoyed it Marge – it was funny and I wish I would have been up close to him when he took the first bite! The birds at least could drink at a birdbath, in the gutter or a puddle in the street, though we haven’t had rain in awhile. The squirrel would have a hard time cooling off his hot mouth. 🙂


  3. ann marie stevens says:

    so Miss Linda…………you think that squirrel got a hot mouth?………I’m wondering because our parrot likes hot peppers………………………………….I enjoyed………….”furry Frito Bandito”…………


  4. lindasschaub says:

    Really? Digger likes hot peppers? Next he’ll want some of your strawberry milk! I think that squirrel belately discovered he shouldn’t eat hot chips. Glad you enjoyed it Ann Marie. 🙂


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