So last weekend on Saturday, I went out with my queerfriend (ze prefers to be called a queerfriend/transfriend rather than boyfriend because ze's gender-fluid) to a meet with a bunch of awesome people who own birds of various types, mainly parrots. While we were there, there happened to be a woman who worked for an animal rescue-type place. We released ducks into the lake outside the house we were at.

Turns out that she'd released ducks there in the past, several times. She also had baby squirrels with her. Baby. Fucking. Squirrels. She had actually invited us to feed them. So I did. They were the cutest things I'd ever seen in my life.

Basically, I got to not only hold baby squirrels, but I got to feed them via a syringe, but it was more voluntary by them than it was by me. They used their little paws to grab the syringe while I was holding it. It was, again, the cutest thing ever. EVER.

If that wasn't on anyone's bucket list to feed baby squirrels, PUT IT ON THERE! IT IS AMAZING!

Yeah. That's pretty much it.