Rocky!

I dislike the time shift nonsense!

Last night I went to bed early due to the "Fall Back" time change, which required a 4:15a wake-up the next morning in order to be on the lake, and fishing at first light.

I had just fallen asleep and heard J yelling for me...I was positive death was at hand...!

She had let Eb, the mouser kitty in...not realizing he had Rocky the Flying Squirrel in its mouth...

Now, all the YouTube daredevils in the Redbull flying suits are just wannabe flying squirrels. Like the squirrels, they have webbed suits allowing them to start high and glide to lower elevations...ideally in an elegant, controlled free fall.  They both look alike, except flying squirrels generally survive! 

 

So Eb pranced in as only Eb can do...and dropped the squirrel...in the house...but Rocky was still very much alive...

And --- THAT --- triggered the death yell...!!! 

Mayhem ensued with Rocky scrambling around the living room, dodging behind and under anything it could find for cover...

But it was not just running, it was also leaping up into the air and gliding while running wildly...

And me chasing it around with a broom and dustpan (first thing I could grab)...

J was running around shutting doors to keep our little guest in the main part of the house...

And poor Eb the kitty was chasing it simply to get his dinner back!

It was Keystone Cops comedy for about 3 minutes...but we were ultimately victorious and out it went.

I tossed it into the yard with an easy underhand flip from the dustpan, and he gracefully spread his wings gliding off into the dark...an expert YouTuber set free...while poor Eb just meowed disparagingly!

I'm still amazed how beautiful it was, small and compact, with its big eyes and webbed wings.  And I'm pondering how Eb the kitty managed to catch it initially?

Especially considering all the natural capabilities of a flying squirrel to avoid being the star of a blog post!

Let the adventure continue...(but not that one again!)...