I'm watching two squirrels use the backyard fence as a narrow pathway. Back and forth, they zip, chasing each other, balancing precariously on the top rungs of the fence line. Is it play? Maybe. Who can say, outside of the world of squirrels, what's play and what's survival. One of the two leaps to the branch of a tree as the other continues to sprint along the fence. Then, both are gone, as if the show were cancelled by the network and the screen now fuzzy with static memory. #smallstories