Dead Love: Cemetery Squirrel Monday

Some Mondays I really need a quick Foamy fix. By Foamy I mean the embittered little squirrel that haunts the psyche of Jonathan Ian Mathers and—ever since I was introduced to the rabidly ranting rodent—mine. Sometimes I fear for Germaine, his unfortunate goth-human companion, as Foamy is clearly NOT to be trusted, though the dark side of this squirrel is very probably the very basis of their association. There are those who find creatures unloved and undead attractive by virtue of their undead-ness and unloved-ness. And there are those who find squirrels—all squirrels—irresistible.

In this—a little trip to the cemetery—Foamy actually flies, bringing to mind another utterly mad member of la familia Sciuridae. You know who I’m talking about.

If you don’t, and if you aren’t familiar with my fondness for squirrels in general and Foamy in particular, you have not been following The Slice. Nuts. You don’t even know what you’re missing.

—Erin Orison, DEAD LOVE/the Daily Slice

cemetery photo by Bart Frescura, courtesy of Bart Frescura

  • boldlow

    Thanks for bringing back Foamy – humor and horror(?) wrapped up in a sqeeky flying (who knew?) squirrel!