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The Sniper and the Squirrel

Hey, everyone. Today I had one of those odd moments in gaming. I had downloaded a freebie game called ISniper 3D. During the early stages of my campaign, I was on a hill, giving support to my guys by ushering enemies through the Pearly Gates. As I put the crosshairs on one individual, I saw an orange squirrel hopping about at his feet. Was this a guardian angel, disguised as a squirrel, protecting this guy? Was it a test from my superiors, to see if I would be distracted from my mission? Or was it a small robot drone being used by the CIA to spy on the compound?
    I don't really know but that darn squirrel was almost impossible to hit. Maybe he was a ninja squirrel or a phantom. Perhaps a ghost squirrel. Maybe the job was getting to me? Then I realized that my meticulous nature was causing me to over-think the issue. The squirrel must die but only after the last soldier was dead. After all, the squirrel had no gun, unless it was concealed...
    I spent two hours this morning trying to create an ebook with bunches of photos, using Apple's Pages app. Then I tried to get it into Microsoft Word format because that is the only thing you can publish at Amazon or Smashwords. It turned out to be a really cool book but I don't think it is going to do me any good. I was also hoping to put it on the blog but sometimes things just won't translate across boundaries. In this case, I would rather try to shoot a squirrel at a distance of a half mile than to try to publish this book. If this squirrel is not real but a figment of my imagination, I hope that the developers will tell me.
      From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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