Donuts and Dads

So, anyway, about the quiet. I wanted to expand a little bit on the squirrels on campus. UofL has one of the only families of albino squirrels in existence. I just saw my first one a couple months ago and now that I know where they can be found, I'm seeing them more regularly. I wonder if the "normal" brown squirrels treat them any differently? Are they seen as outcasts in the squirrel community? Walking to the student center for lunch a couple weeks ago, I saw a squirrel rolling a donut down the sidewalk. It was so absolutely human, I stopped dead in my tracks. It looked like I guy rolling a large innertube. Whatever happened to those large black innertubes that we used to take to the lake? Why doesn't anyone have them anymore? Were they found to cause some type of disease? The squirrels on campus, though, can be aggressive. They're the most confident ones I've seen. In fact, I've seen many people on their way to class jumping out of the squirrels way on the sidewalk. Scott says that nobody bothers to stand up to the little rodents and so they continue to think they rule the roost. This is fine with me. It's a nice little example of animals reclaiming territory that was taken from them. Perhaps the land wasn't exactly taken from them, but it was vastly changed while they stood by and watched.
Whatever- good for the squirrels, I say.

So, Sunday is Scott's first official Father's Day. He doesn't know this, but I'm taking him on a picnic (Arab style). Anyway, I found this new Arab deli/restaurant that I'm going to order out from and then we'll take our picnic basket to the park and eat in the hot sun pretending we're somewhere near the beach. I've got some pretty good gifts, too- a beer mug that says- "World Class Dad," a book, a movie, a grilling cookbook and a little trophy that says "#1 dad." Hawkins is "making" him a card that points out all the ways he's a fantastic father and a great hero. And I think I'll plant something pretty in our front yard for my own dad.

Happy Weekend everyone!