Okay, that's scary

I'm out on the back porch, calling in the dogs, and I looked at the big tree standing about five feet from the porch and "Where are the squirrels?"

Where are the squirrels? It's been weeks since I've seen them. In fact, it's been so long I can't even remember the last time I saw one. I used to see them every single day, climbing the tree, running around. Whenever I opened the door, Max would bolt to chase one. Is it because I haven't been putting out corn and seed? And the guys haven't been putting out bird seed either. I am going to buy some corn TODAY.

What scares me even more than the question of where are the squirrels is the fact that I haven't even thought of them in I don't know how long. Weeks? Months? It's this big hole in my head and it's very scary. I don't like it. Is it that I don't care at heart and so it just went away? Or is it a hole, a gap? Whatever it is, I want to keep hold of feeding the squirrels.