"Sheesh she took it again," lamented Karly as she saw the branch that once had a cherry growing.
"I told you...let's pluck it." she reminded in an aggravated tone.
"But what's the use of an immature fruit. No one would have been able to eat it at home" Mom commented.
"Well, the squirrel did," Karly said while wiping her tears and removing those CDs from the branches that were hanging like an ornament.
"These were of no use. The Squirrels did not get scared off their reflection. I rather use them to record my melancholic stories."
In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features a squirrel. It can be about a squirrel, for a squirrel or by a squirrel. Think nutty, naturalistic, dinner or ironic. Go where the prompt leads and don’t forget to twirl with imagination.