Earl the Squirrel

On a big island, far from the city, lived a squirrel named Earl who was lively and witty. Each day, Earl would leap from tree to tree, hopping on windows, curious and free. Earl loved to peer through windows, looking for cheer, hoping a friend would one day appear. He was a little squirrel with a big heart, always ready for an adventure!

One bright day, after hopping for miles, Earl found a girl named Macy with the brightest of smiles. Macy saw Earl and giggled with glee—she had wanted a friend as much as could be! At first, Earl dashed and hid from sight, but soon returned to her window each night. Macy was delighted to have a new friend, and Earl was happy too!

Day by day, Earl would scurry and squeal, and Macy would chatter, their friendship was real. One sunny day, with a grin so wide, Macy named him "Earl!" and he squeaked with pride. "Mom, Earl the Squirrel is here at last!" she exclaimed with joy. Earl loved Macy, her stories, and her songs.

Then one night, Macy heard some news: they’d soon be moving, and she felt the blues. She worried for Earl, her special friend, and feared their visits would come to an end. Day after day, they shared one last giggle, Macy would laugh, and Earl’s tail would wiggle. They both knew their time together was precious.

Then one day, Earl didn’t appear, and Macy missed him, her heart filled with fear. She waited at the window, hoping to see her friend, but Earl was nowhere to be found. On moving day, she sighed and looked around, hoping to see Earl just one more time. Macy was sad, but she knew she had to be brave.

As they packed the last box, Macy glanced at the window, and to her surprise, there was Earl with bright, sparkling eyes! But this time, Earl wasn’t alone—a baby squirrel had joined her, full-grown! Macy gasped with joy, her worry now done. Earl had found a friend—a little one!

With a hug from her mom, Macy laughed with glee, realizing Earl was a "she!" all along, you see. Earl had made a family of her own, and Macy was happy knowing Earl wouldn’t be alone. They waved goodbye, and Macy felt bright, knowing her friend would be alright. It was a happy ending for everyone!

As they drove away, with a final glance back, Macy whispered, "Goodbye, my friend, don’t lack." There on the island, happy and free, Earl the Squirrel lived on, with her new family. Macy knew she would always remember her friend, and Earl would always remember Macy. Love Gaga, the wise old woman, would tell this story to everyone she met.