I haven't posted in a bit. New job. Time kind of snuck up on me. Suddenly, here we are, almost halfway through the year.
It's not nearly as sudden as the squirrel attack yesterday.
Kip and I were heading home. End of an 8 mile, fast-paced ride. He was beat, just hanging on. We were on Brook Ave, the back way home in Absarokee. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flash and saw Kip jump a bit.
It happened so quickly, it took a minute to process what I had seen. After I mentally replayed it in my mind though, there could be no doubt about it:
An effing crazy ass, huge squirrel lept off a power pole, darted out in the road, nipped at Kip's foot, and darted right back up the pole.
It was an in and out, lightning strike. It accomplished next to nothing; Kip hardly noticed. Nevertheless, I felt a profound sense of respect and admiration for that squirrel. The boldest and bravest of his kind. I've had some battles with them before. Some infamous run-ins, but on the day, I have to admit, that was one freaking cool squirrel.