WILEY THE SQUIRREL

 One cold, winter day Wiley the Squirrel preened his gray coat, brushed his bushy tail and went out to search for breakfast.

 In his neighborhood he came upon some chocolate cupcakes. Wow, chocolate was Wiley's all time favorite treat. But he had a big problem. Jack and Joe Crow had also spied the delicious treats and were headed that way.

How was Wiley going to get there first? Two against one wasn't a good situation.

Wiley thought for a moment. What he had in his favor was speed and cleverness.

Focusing on the prize, he got a running start, and at the speed of light grabbed the cake right from under Jack and Joe's beaks. The crows were startled. They thought it was an incoming missile and scattered for cover.

Wiley with the cake in his mouth, ran up the dwarf dogwood tree. He placed it carefully in the Y- shaped branches, that were nothing more than twigs, at the upper part of the tree.
After his careful placement he ran back down to the ground and up another tree to watch what happened.

Jack and Joe saw Wiley run away and thought it safe to try for the treat once again.
Jack flew up into the tree to a branch that would support his weight.
The problem was he couldn't reach the prize. He could smell the delectable aroma of chocolate, in fact he could almost taste it, but couldn't get near it.
Dejected he descended to the ground and conferred with Joe and they conceded defeat.

Wiley was in the tree congratulating himself on his cunning move. He decided he had enough excitement for one day and went home to his nest for a nap.

The next morning Wiley headed back for his treat. It was still there. He climbed up and ate half of it. It tasted so good he wanted to savor the rich choclate taste. He decided to make it last and come back the next day for the second half. He was quite sure it would still be there.

After all his name is, WILEY THE SQUIRREL.