Our protaganist from yesterday-- you remember the summertime-blues tree napper -- snaps into action. Seeing the area is clear of enemy troops he scrambles down the limb, up onto the garage and scampers onto a tree trunk that gives him more protection. He has now assumed his real identify as the stealthy, shade stalking super spy. Carefully, slowly he works his way down the tree. Turning around often to make sure of his escape route in case any hidden snipers should zero in on him.
Become one with the tree. Sit still -- beast of prey (such as bar-b-que'ers) always have a keen sense of motion. Their eyes are train to catch the movement against the background.
Slowly, lurch and halt. Slowly, lurch and halt. He has the orange slice in his sites. Suddenly he springs into action scrambling down the tree -- on the shady side. Always on the shady site.
He is Super Squirrel. 007, the shadow-tailed spy of the rodent kingdom.
-- steve buser