"Hey quacker," began a nibbling California ground squirrel. "Don't let them ruffle your feathers." She continued between nibbles and lip smacks. "They are always making jokes about eating me," explained the snacking squirrel. You see Snacker the Squirrel had developed a nervous eating disorder that helped her cope with the stress of living amongst the raptors whose beaks longed to devour her fluffy grey body.
"They get up on their high mews because they are high up on the food chain." reasoned the munching squirrel. "Keep the faith, Lucky!"