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OH GOD A SQUIRREL IN MY ROOM
Nov. 13th, 2008 04:01 pmI have possibly found the worst way to be waken up in the history of mankind. (Ok, being asleep and then waking up to someone standing over you with a dagger might be worse. But not by much.)
I was in my thirteenth hour of sleep, peaceful and happy, when I hear something moving around in my room. I dismiss it for a while, since I always hear things, especially when I'm most of the way asleep. However, the sound becomes more insistent.
I get out of bed and look at the place the sound is coming from.
It is a squirrel. One of the big gray squirrels that inhabit our campus - you know, in the trees. Not my dorm.
It scurries around for a little, clearly very confused. I immediately reach for my cell phone to call my dad and see if he had any ideas for getting it out. By the time he picks up, it has climbed out the window and run away to squirrely freedom.
I was in my thirteenth hour of sleep, peaceful and happy, when I hear something moving around in my room. I dismiss it for a while, since I always hear things, especially when I'm most of the way asleep. However, the sound becomes more insistent.
I get out of bed and look at the place the sound is coming from.
It is a squirrel. One of the big gray squirrels that inhabit our campus - you know, in the trees. Not my dorm.
It scurries around for a little, clearly very confused. I immediately reach for my cell phone to call my dad and see if he had any ideas for getting it out. By the time he picks up, it has climbed out the window and run away to squirrely freedom.
