Being Snow White isn't all it's cracked up to be...

One of the things I love about my job is the fact that it is an open campus. I walk up and down the outside ramps several times a day. Sometimes, I admire the birds nesting in their houses. Sometimes, I admire the bright sky, a cool breeze, an approaching storm. Sometimes, when the breeze is blowing just right, I can smell the ocean...this one is my favorite. I am also amused at times by the squirrels scurrying around and burying their winter food. Today, a beautiful day, I was casually walking down the ramps and admiring the perfect weather. Enjoying my stroll, I noticed a friend and co-worker with quite an interesting expression on her face. She appeared amused and stunned at the same time. Too curious to ignore the expression, I stopped to inquire. She proceeded to tell me (through her laughs) that as she was leaving a classroom, she happened to walk by one of the trash cans. Nothing is usually eventful about this experience...until today. As she approached this trash can, she noticed a squirrel rummaging around it. She took note, wondering what the squirrel was finding. As she passed by, all of the sudden, the squirrel leapt towards her and scrambled through her hair! I am a witness to her slightly disheveled appearance. We laughed together, sharing our dismay that noone else saw the event. I had to admit I was also a bit envious. Afterall, many little girls dream of trash can squirrels being drawn to them by their beauty and grace.