Squirrel of the Month
Gregg Elovich
King of the
Bushytail Enviers
They gaped upon me with their mouths,
As a ravening and a roaring lion.
I am poured out like water,
And all my bones are out of joint:
My heart is like wax;
It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd;
And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;
And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Psalms 22:13
Elovich: My name is Gregg and I am a pathetic, Bushytail Envier.
I am insecure because I don't have a big, bushy tail and am forced to wear a prosthetic device to give the illusion that I do.
When I try to scamper up trees, I hurt myself.
I am jealous because people love squirrels unconditionally . . .
I want to be loved like that. Why can't I walk down the street and be approached by total strangers who want to give me stuff?
Life is so unfair!
No one chooses to be like me, an outcast living on the fringes of society, always looking in but never being invited to play.
I have someone living inside my head named Lovey. A gentle, insane man who loves squirrels and has devoted his life to observing and photographing them. I am holding Lovey prisoner because I am afraid of what might happen to me
if I let him out
Elovich is founder and 'editor-in-chief'
of
Scary Squirrel World
As you can see, there is a squirrel lover deep inside and he needs our help.
They gaped upon me with their mouths,
As a ravening and a roaring lion.
I am poured out like water,
And all my bones are out of joint:
My heart is like wax;
It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd;
And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;
And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Psalms 22:13
Elovich: My name is Gregg and I am a pathetic, Bushytail Envier. I am insecure because I don't have a big, bushy tail and am forced to wear a prosthetic device to give the illusion that I do.
When I try to scamper up trees, I hurt myself.
I am jealous because people love squirrels unconditionally . . .
I want to be loved like that. Why can't I walk down the street and be approached by total strangers who want to give me stuff?
Life is so unfair!
No one chooses to be like me, an outcast living on the fringes of society, always looking in but never being invited to play.
I have someone living inside my head named Lovey. A gentle, insane man who loves squirrels and has devoted his life to observing and photographing them. I am holding Lovey prisoner because I am afraid of what might happen to me
if I let him out
Elovich is founder and 'editor-in-chief' of Scary Squirrel World As you can see, there is a squirrel lover deep inside and he needs our help.
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