Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1946-03-14
This and That
By Charles E. TraceWell.
TEMPLE HILLS, Md.

TEMPLE HILLS, Md.
Dear Sir:
"All things come to him who waits
just finished reading T. v. RS
letter to you about Chessie the pet
squirrel, and I am still chuckling.
Last year I wrote to you and told
you about our pet squirrel, Skippy
and how my husband had to teach him
to crack nuts.
I'm your reply you said, Teaching
a squirrel to crack nuts is like gliding
the lily
MY husband still grunts over your
statement, and so when T. v. r. came
along with his spoiled squirrel and the
fact that he would not crack nuts
for himself / could not resist the urge
to write and tell you
Also want to tell you about our
black cat and our black dog.
"Sambo the cat is now months
old and Sunday the dog must be
about years old. She came to us
about Is months ago and we have
no way of knowing except by guess
and neighborhood calculation.
I'VE have had Sambo since he was
3 months old and at first he was a
be, but very inquisitive.
Sunday is a small type and re-
minds me Of water spaniel, although
she has short hair.
Before we knew it, they were hay
ing a rough and tumble free-for-all,
and Sambo was always the aggressor
1t is better than can possibly describe
to watch how Sambo will arch his
back and with tail held up pirouette
and then suddenly pounce upon Sun
day, whereupon she will gently but
firmly toss him over her shoulder.
ut is such fun and 1 just wish all
the people who have completes and
neuroses would get a few live things
that will be entertaining as well as
affectionate around them.
They would soon find that the extra
effort and expense attached to them
would be more than compensated by
the enjoyment they will create.
Your column is still great source
OF enjoyment, and in your own way
you are to me modern st. Francis
OF Assist. Sincerely, L. L. S."
When you get squirrels in the attic,
then you really have squirrel trouble |!
Nice little beasts in the yard, they
become rowdies upstairs.
They rip and roar around at day.
break, sounding for all the world as
If the attic floor were coming through.
Dogs or cats would not make half
the noise as these beasties but a
fraction of their size.
Perhaps there is no more tense, live
wire creature in existence than our
gray squirrel.
He is always seemingly on the point
OF jumping. His muscles are forever
tensed, probably somewhat even in
Sleep
Living as he does, at the end of a
Dough, he must be always alert to
secure new grasp when a sudden
wind starts to tumble him to the
ground
He must be on guard for natural
enemies and the assaults of his fell
lows in play or earnest.
The onrush of squirrel is like a sud-
den wind in the willows It means that
the other must at once go away from
or toward him. Hesitation is not In
order. Neither is it in squirrel nature.
Few animals lead more trigger
lives. Their very whiskers, so neat and
precise, show this. They are sensitive
barometers of the animals thoughts.
The squirrels paws, too, indicate his
temperament. They really are hands, or
near enough to human hands to be
thought of in the same category.
And that glorious tail!
Not even the healthy cat, carrying
its tail like banner, has a more
sensitive instrument. indicating every
vagary and within Of the animal mind
and every physical reaction.