Meeting the cousin of the angry squirrel

Yesterday, I had a book reading at the YMCA in down town Toronto. Being in a hurry, I took a short cut through the lane-way. I met a squirrel, who came right up to me and tapped the toe of my left boot.
He told me he was happy that I was talking to the children about the environment.
After that, he ran off and swished his bushy tail.