Last night I went Stadium Singing with Sam. After the last hymn was sung we went back to my car. As I walked around to my side I noticed there was a squirrel next to my back tire. I found it odd that it didn't scamper away as soon as I got closer. I didn't want to run the risk of running it over when I backed out so I attempted to shoo it away with my foot. Oddly enough the squirrel was sluggish. The only running I was able to convince the squirrel to do was to run up on the top of my tire.
By this time Sam had already gotten into the car and was wondering who I was talking to, "Hey, you should get out out of there. I don't want to run you over. Little squirrel, I highly recommend you move. Away from my tire. Vamonos!" (It didn't respond to Spanish either). Keep in mind that Stadium Singing just got out and people were everywhere.
Sam came over to check out the situation and said she thought the squirrel would move out once I started moving. Once again hoping in vain that the noise from my engine would scare the squirrel away I started my car. No bueno. One last chance Squirrel! I started to back out and felt a little bump. Could have been a rock? Then switched to forward. We felt an even more noticable bump. Looking back I couldn't tell if I had hit it. So I drove around the parking lot and to pass by the scene again. At first there didn't appear to be any small inanimate bumps in the parking lot. Then I saw some people staring at an area, pointing and walking around. Dang. Yep, dead squirrel. Then Sam wanted to see it. So we had to go around once again. (That's not obvious at all!)
Here is what we found.
Poor little squirrel! Eh, oh well. Probably put it out of it's misery, right?






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