Most squirrels are black where we live. Today, while gallivanting with Murph, one clambered up a maple tree ahead of us. It was jet-black sporting snow-white back feet. Its back paws resembled tennis shoes. It knows it is dope by the jauntiness with which it kicked up its heels. I imagine the other black squirrels have made this one a celebrity of sorts. The pit bull wasn't impressed and wanted it for breakfast.