Fat with a pH
Sunday, September 24th, 2006Nature insists that we fatten up in winter. As I write this sentence, I see a squirrel gathering nuts in my yard. He knows he'll survive all winter without anybody noticing how chubby he's getting. He'll change into his fat-squirrel pants (taken out of storage each October) and chow down on those fattening nuts as soon as the snow starts falling. Underneath those gaudy Christmas sweaters, who cares if a squirrel's the size of Dom DeLouise?