Oh my gosh, it's a squirrel...

Long story short, the squirrel fell through the ceiling tile this morning at church.

Thankfully, it wasn't during church, and thankfully, it wasn't in the sanctuary.

I was just talking to a friend about squirrels and how sometimes they can be frightening about 20 minutes prior.

  Ella Jane and I were passing the time quietly reading and drawing when we both started to hear the scratching.  You know the sound.  Well, if you've ever had some sort of critter in your house you know the sound.  Except this sound sounded pretty big to me.  And like it was anxious to get out of where it currently was.

I could see Ella Jane look up from her drawing trying to figure it out.  I was doing the same, passing off the noise to other things going on in the area, but knowing the people coming and going were probably not making that sound.

Lo and behold, the critter poked a hole in the tile and I realized, eek! something really is up there!!!  Folks kept coming and going but Ella Jane and I were waiting for Sunday school to let out so we were just sitting.  And listening. 

She's usually my fearful one.  At one point she opted to leave the room.  :)  She came back in tho.  Right as the little bugger started to run causing it to put too much pressure on those tiles.  Down he fell; about 30 feet?  I bolted up, "Oh my gosh, it's a squirrel."

He ran,  and another man and I cornered it.  The squirrel (I forgot they can jump) leaped up to a very tall window and was madly trying to escape.  Poor little guy.  He didn't have anywhere to go but out but he had to get close to the man helping to get out the door.

Ella Jane and I have had such a laugh all day about this.  I asked her, "do you think it's made you brave?"  She wasn't so sure.

She and I have really been enjoying the dvd Man vs. Wild.  Maybe you've heard of it.  You learn tons of survival skills.  You know.  If you're ever in the Everglades, or needing to seek shelter in a sandstorm.  You can gut a dead animal and climb inside by the way.  I think they do that in Star Wars.

Or skin a deer and use the fur for a blanket.  A good sign that you can still eat the meat from a dead zebra is if the vultures are circling and it doens't smell rancid.

I suppose that's enough.  I love that she loves to watch it.  Matthew is too squimish.