For about 4, 5 months, she came to me for nuts.
She loved nuts in shells.
She came to me while I was feeding the cats in the backyard.
Being very intelligent, she knew that I wouldn’t hurt her and she came around the same time everyday.
She even waited for me at the door. I adored her.
When I didn’t see her, I always thought of a worst scenario. Then, she showed up the next day and next day.
I went out of the way to get shelled nuts for her. It was a highlight of my day to see her getting all excited to get nuts from me.
Then, for a few days I didn’t see her. I had this dreadful feeling. But finally I saw her. She was banged up pretty badly with a bruise in her eye but her spirit was high. She didn’t come to me but I spotted her and handed her nuts. She seemed to be all disoriented but she was happy to get the nuts. Then, I had never seen her again.
A few weeks laster, a guy from the apartment told me that he saw the dead squirrel by the tree and called the super to remove it. My heart sank. I knew that it was her because we only had one squirrel in the backyard. I wish I found her body. I would have given her a proper burial.
I felt extremely sad for a long time.
I appreciate that the wonderful time she gave me. I hope we will meet again on the other side.
Thank you, little one. I love you so much.