When I was out on Capitol Hill taking pictures the other morning, this little guy took an interest in me and my camera and did a great job of posing. In truth, I think he was hoping for a handout. When he/she/it (how do you tell?) figured out I had nothing yummy to pass along, he continued on his merry way up the tree.
I love squirrels, but I know there are some folks who have developed a hate-hate relationship with them for various, valid reasons. Squirrels can be quite destructive. On Saturday I hung out with a friend who recently dealt with squirrels in her attic. Despite her annoyance with the situation, she managed to regale us with her story and we all had a very good laugh about the whole squirrel-in-the-attic debacle.
Yesterday, I sent her an email with this picture and the following text:
I ran into this guy on Capitol Hill on Sunday. He says he’s in search of a new apartment living situation. I hear you have a recently vacated attic available. Let me know if you’re interested in a renter. I’ve attached a picture. He seemed like a sweet guy and said his hobbies, while low key, include things like late night tap dancing, people watching, and home renovation. He also mentioned something about nesting, which makes me think he might be looking to settle down, but you never can tell with guys these days! I gave him your number. No need to thank me! I live to serve and look out for my dear friends.
I haven't heard back from my friend. Hope that's not a bad thing...
Photo copyright: D.C. Confidential, 08/08