First, we stopped at Mom’s home.  Guess what!?  It was another hole in the ground.  IN DAD’S WORK SHED!!!  My word.  I can’t imagine Dad is very happy about that!

Then we moved over to the Butler Bin and the augur and the augur thingy — right there UNDER the thingy was his brother’s home.  I was stunned.

“Wow! All of you live right here in the farmyard with all of us!  You are all Brown Squirrels!”

“Hummm, no, we are ground squirrels.  Not Brown Squirrels.”  Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, puzzled.

“No, that is your species, you are our family.  So, you are BROWN.  That’s your last name.  Like now, you know you are Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley BROWN!!!”  I explained.

“OH!!! I SEE!!!”

We are all part of one big family!”

“Yes, you are ours and we are yours!”  I smiled.

“Cool!  Do you want to see Dad’s home?”

“Sure, let’s go!”

Suddenly, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley jumped on my back!

I was so startled, I took off running.

When I finally stopped (that squirrel can really hang on, let me tell you), we were way out on the farm by the crossover pipe.

I stopped.

Short.

My breath was gone, my back hurt; I was exhausted.

“YOU DID IT!!!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, screamed as he jumped down. “You brought us right where Dad lives!”

I flopped down on the ground, rolled over to make sure Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley wasn’t still attached to me somehow, and closed my eyes.

“I did what?” I moaned.

“Brought us right to the spot where DAD lives!  Boo Berry, you are one heck of a dog!”

“No, I am on heck of exhausted,” I said, pulling myself up onto all four paws.

“That’s okay, we got here just fine.  And… DAD!”  Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley screamed and ran toward another squirrel sitting outside his hole/home by the drill steel pile.

“Dad! Dad! I’ve brought Boo Berry to meet you.  Dad, Boo Berry, Boo Berry DAD!”  Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proudly announced.

Dad barely looked at me.  Then looked at Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley. “You do realize that is a dog, Son?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley proclaimed.

“Oh, yes, Dad!  We are great friends.  I brought her out here to meet you!”

Stanley, Stanley, Stanley looked at me, gave a warning CHIRP, and dove right into his hole.

Humm, so that is where the hole is, I muttered to myself.

“DAD! DAD! COME BACK!” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley hollered.  “Boo Berry is a friend!”

AAAAAH I think your Dad doesn’t really like dogs.” I observed.

“Shoot!  Now what?” Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, Stanley cried in despair.

“Don’t worry!” I petted him on his furry back.  “Let’s just sit here for a moment and rest.  I’m sure we will come up with something.”

I sat down in the shade, put my head between my paws, and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz