I remember standing at a somewhat fancy reception, for a rather hifalutin program at the University, speaking with the director of the program, when the University Mascot (the largest Spermophilus specimen I’ve ever seen) came over to us and stood there waiting for us to …. to what exactly? I have no idea. Goldie is not allowed to talk, so we at first ignored it (Goldie is not allowed a gender, either) until finally the director became annoyed, turned to the ridiculous rodent who was just standing there gawking, and said “You are not supposed to be here. Go away,” or words to that effect.
I had the feeling the whole time that inside the Gopher suit was someone I knew. But I never found out.
Anyway, for your amusement …




