This article was published on September 13, 2017 and may be out of date. To maintain our historical record, The Cascade does not update or remove outdated articles.
I spent some time over the summer working on the UFV campus, during unusual hours and on miserably hot days. Days and hours when no one really wanted to be there, and so no one really was.
I was therefore thankful that I was never lonely. In fact, I was kept in constant, attentive company by the apparently fearless population of fat, grey squirrels that prowl the campus. Where did all these new squirrels come from? How did these animals get so fat? And why have they chosen me to glare at? All these questions remained unanswered, as I sat on the bench feeling like the monarch of squirrel land.
All I knew for sure was that I definitely left my trail mix around here somewhere… Â
