A Squirrel's Prayer

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A followup from "Meeting Peanut".

Every day when before I get out of bed, I put my hands together, close my eyes, and thank God for the new day and ask for his guidance.  This is something I have done since I was a little girl.  Every night before I go to bed, I put my hands together, close my eyes, and thank God for the day he made for me and for his guidance.  I had no idea how this simple habit had affected Oscar, my pet squirrel.
 
Just in case you have not caught up with the latest in my household, we now have a cat, named Peanut.  He was Oscar's house guest.
 
This morning I spotted Oscar, with his head down, his hands together, and his eyes closed.  He was in front of the cat tree on the back of the dryer.  He was outside it.  Likewise, he was copying me, but I was curious as to why.
 
It seems that this is one guest that, as far as Oscar is concerned, has a bad habit.  Peanut likes to sleep where ever he wants to.  He started out on my bed, on a pillow right next to me.  Sometime during the night, he would relocate.  I have found him in Sweet Pea's bed, Bella's bed all in the same night,  It seems Peanut is a bit of a wanderer at night.  This morning, Peanut has curled up inside the cat tree.  When he first arrived he was smaller, so there was room for Oscar.  Not so much anymore.
 
I ordered a new cat tree three days ago.  Maybe it will come today.I was trying to figure out where to put it.  Oscar's cat tree had belonged to Ashley, his adopted mother who was also a cat.  Oscar loves cats.  One of his best friends is Bertha, George's cat.  George is a neighbor kind of new to the hood.  He is from New York, yikes.  That is okay, he is learning to put a few "Howdies" in his "Good mornings". 
 
I decided on putting it between the washer and dryer.  It has several floors and has one that is level with the height of the dryer.  There is also a platform at the top with a cubbyhole for him to sleep.  I figure he can sleep up there and be out of reach of the dogs.  That tells you what I know.  Remember that old saying, "The best-laid plans of mice and men."
 
The cat tree has arrived.  I unpacked it and put it between the washer and dryer.  I put Peanut on it.  Oscar jumped from the dryer to the new cat tree.  He scampered up and down and in and out of the whole thing.  I had to laugh as I watched him.  He scampered down to the top of the dryer and then put his hands together, bowed his head, and closed his eyes.  All of a sudden, Peanut had dislodged the dangling little fluffy ball from its string.  It hit Oscar on the head.  Oscar chatted a minute.  He ran to the back fence.  I wanted to make sure he was okay.  He then turned to me as if to say, "Do you mind, this is private."  I stepped back inside and just watched as he, came back inside.  He then repeated his prayer routine. 
 
I left the room and took the dogs with me.  A little later, I just had to peek.
Oscar was on top of the new cat tree.  He had just finished praying before he went into the new cubbyhole.  I glanced around and there was Peanut stretching in the old cat tree.  I scratched him behind the ear, he purred.  Looks like all prayers were answered.  Peanut no longer wonders; sleeps every night now in the old cat tree.
 
 


Submitted: June 03, 2021

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