So Kevin, Jeff and I had just moved into our new apartment in Fairfax, Va. We had just gone to the store to pick up some toilet paper. When we got home there was a squirrel on the stairs leading up the apartment. Upon examination we noticed that he had a big ole fishhook stuck in his mouth, being humanitarians we thought we would help the little guy out and remove the fishhook for him. so Jeff went to the stairs on the far side and we attempted to corner him to try to get the hook out (for future reference, cornering a squirrel is a bad idea).
We were making pretty good progress in capturing him to free him from his hook, but then he snapped. I was standing right outside our apartment on the 2nd floor, and Jeff was moving in on him on the 3rd floor. This was when ole fishhook made a break for it. With a crazy look in his eye he ran down the stairs at about 300 miles per hours and jumped right onto my foot. Not wanting the squirrel to do what come natural to him and go for the nuts, i leaped in the air and screamed (a deep manly scream), and fishhook decided he didn't want all 200 pounds of me to come down on him and took off at 300 miles per hour into the little woods by our house. Me, having jumped 4 feet in the air landed on the very slippery ground and slipped and bruised me knee.
So the moral of the story is never try to help a squirrel with a fishhook in his mouth and a giant pair of crazy eyes or you will hurt your knee.
Lucky for you guys I got a picture of ole fishhook after the incident occurred (that is the blood from my knee dripping from his mouth)
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