
I was at the opening game of the Twins VS Yankees series. And like the other people in the stadium I was in cahoots over that cute adorable little squirrel. You all have taken a liking to him, kind of like Kirby the Kestrel. If you haven't seen the video of him traipsing around, have a looksie:
Awwwww, isn't he cute? But I watched him slyly sneak against the outfield wall and then all a sudden he disappeared, I assumed he went into the bullpen when one of the Yankees pitchers opened the door.
Then.
GASP.
I'VE SEEN HIM BEFORE. That furry bastard!
It all makes sense now. They call him "Joe Dimaggio the squirrel" and they brought him to Target Field.

Visual Approximation. (I never understood Marilyn Monroe's taste)
They sent him out there for one reason, and one reason only. To take out our hot corner.

Thankfully Brendan decided to show his quick reaction speed and avoided getting rabies and dying. They also realized taking him out would actually be doing us a favor.
Next time, Joey D The Bushy Tailed Bronx Nommer.
side note: I am aware you are near tears at the beauty of my photoshop skills. So am I, I amaze myself. And I feel bad for ripping Joe Dimaggio's head and putting it on a squirrel. Just a tiny bit though.