The Little Squirrel
Suddenly a man in a hat, also wearing all black, stopped and looked right at the little squirrel. “Why hello there little one. Where is your mother?” The man asked. He then walked over to the closest tree and plucked some acorns. He walked over and sat them next to the squirrel. “God makes such lovely creatures big and small, doesn’t he? The tall man spoke once more.
