RegretFULLY
Beloved of All
Wednesday afternoon I encountered a resident scurry/squirrel -foraging for acorns- while being guided by an urgent,chattering- away fellow, from a nearby lookout point --- for this came-upon urchin, deprived of facial hair (fur) - but elsewhere, recovering nicely from the mange(?) that overtook the colony at the height -or so- of this second-in-a-row of brutal winters - who had been denuded of her hair, initially ... had -also- been deprived of her =sight= ! . . . "Jesus ..."
