Saw a piece in the New York Times the other day: Brits are going in for squirrel meat. Well, it's not exactly an fad, but since the population is out of control, the eco-friendly thing to do is to tuck into a nice squirrel pie.But what interested me was that their squirrels, the red squirrels with the fluffy ears (you know them from the Beatrix Potter drawings) are getting pushed out by those tough-as-nails gray squirrels we have here in New York. It seems the louts carry a disease against which reds have little or no resistance.
It's like:
Gray: Yo, can you tell me (cough, cough) the way to "Lie-chester" Square?
Red: It's pronounced "Lester."
Gray: (cough, cough) Whatever, fuggedaboudit.
So tuck in, Britian, and enjoy our squirrels! Grays for tea is a point of national pride.
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