By Dennis M. Falk
9 July 2011
Issued under a Creative Commons license BY-NC-SA (any version)
A knock came from the door, and as I was closest to it, I opened it, only to reveal a rather large squirrel sitting on the porch, or rather, pretty large for a squirrel.
"Hello?", I asked, only to be replied by the squirrel bounding at me, almost toppling me over, climbing up to the top, feet on my shoulders, paws on my head, and playfully gnawing said head like a nut.
"Ack! Don't hurt me!", I said in surprise.
"No hurt- Play! Nomnomnom!", as she playfully nommed on my head. I could feel her rodent teeth. Her?
She moved further forward, her face upside-down to mine.
"Squirrels like nuts!", she said with a laugh and bright, shiny eyes.
:OK, OK, you win! Silly squirrel!"
"SQUIRREL!", as she wrapped her fluffy, soft red tail around my neck, but not hard enough to choke.
She then bounded off of me, landing on her feet, standing up in an almost-human fashion, revealing that she was indeed very much a female, as she stood there, only in her fur, as tall as a 10-year-old girl, with a similar build.
She offered a paw-- hand?-- saying, "We haven't properly met! I'm Helia," she said, emphasising the second syllable.
"As bright as the Sun," I quipped in response.
She chittered in a squirrelly giggle, "That's what my mother always told me!"
She then hugged me, wanting to be held. I gently petted her as she rested in my arms, noting how soft her fur was.
"You're so warm and comfortable, for a human," she sighed, closing her eyes.
What could I do? I had a pretty squirrel girl in my arms, and I think I like her, already!
The author would like to mention he still has squirrels on the brain, and the obsession has yet to let up! :)