tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982462977744808678.post4424690051561999808..comments2024-03-18T08:52:28.734-07:00Comments on The Clerk Manifesto: The Jane Goodall of the squirrelsFeldenstein Calypsohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04896259011478481374noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982462977744808678.post-9323920577987837822020-06-17T14:28:01.527-07:002020-06-17T14:28:01.527-07:00I would do the same thing and occasionally embarra...I would do the same thing and occasionally embarrass myself by flinging about wildly when I think some critter has touched me, even if it's a leaf or something. A squirrel I would definitely fling first, ask questions later. Fortunately they can take a pretty good fall.<br /><br />As to smiling squirrels, I have put your question to the Jane Goodall of the squirrels and he said "I have not seen a squirrel smile and suspect that at least most of them don't, but I'm not sure that they are immune to indulging in a touch of whimsy every once in awhile."Feldenstein Calypsohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04896259011478481374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1982462977744808678.post-27982346117328783452020-06-17T14:17:28.250-07:002020-06-17T14:17:28.250-07:00They all look so serious; do squirrels ever smile?...They all look so serious; do squirrels ever smile? I'm sure that the Jane Goodall of Squirrels would know.<br /><br />My closest encounter with a squirrel was on campus back in the 70s. I carried peanuts with me and I'd sit on the hill by Burton Hall and dole them out to the local squirrels. But one time I was walking in that area, and I caused a peanut in its shell to make a crinkling sound. Next thing I knew, a squirrel had jumped onto the sleeve of my jacket. My reflex was to fling my arm in the air, which I did, causing the Squirrel to become airborne. And from that day, I did not take peanuts to campus.<br />Library Loggerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16305782876201076334noreply@blogger.com