Roping the wind

We had to seperate the squirrels today. We do this every once in a while just let them know that they are actually seperate people. Most of the time they spin around together like they are caught in a three-foot tornado. Stuff flies out of the vortex unexpectedly, things get broken, and the innocent are left crying and helpless in the wind.

For now, the little microbursts are napping soundly in their beds. No doubt dreaming of new and exciting ways to tear the house apart.