The Sweet Animals of Symbolic Value and Virtue

The Medievalist would post a picture of a squirrel, or chipmunk, or several; however, she is suspicious of the Modern Technology that allows people to track things that should be non-trackable.

When one visits the Convent in the fall, as the leaves turn stunning red and gold along with the stress tests of its inhabitants, one hears the frantic footsteps of the wild rodents still adjusting to their world's disruption. The squirrels perch on trashcans, nibbling at whatever non-recyclable waste he can find. The chipmunks, particular favorites of the Medievalist, run faster than pre-meds to the Science Center, terrified that a giant foot will trample them.

The Medievalist turns to her brother in Orders, St. Francis of Assisi, for the lesson. According to the Noble Source, Francis once paused a journey to preach to "his sisters, the birds."

The Sisters of this Convent show particular disregard for their sisters in disguise, whether bewinged or betailed or befooted. Perhaps, the Sisters understand too well that they are just like the squirrels eating out of the trashcan and the chipmunks racing out of sight. Too many of us eat like rodents and are so frightened of a looming professor, that we risk looking foolish to avoid feeling so.

The Medievalist would apologize for moralizing, but that would betray her principles. She counsels all to consider the beauty of the squirrel tail, bobbing off to find some better food than he could find at the Wang.

Thank You

The wait is nearly over.