Squirrely

Especially after having lived in San Francisco, which is heavy on bums and pigeons alike, I've long wondered whether bums are ever inclined to catch and cook a pigeon.  I suppose it's a delicacy somewhere, like anything, and it probably, as the saying goes, "tastes like chicken". 

On my way to work (i.e., my counter desk at Sbux) this morning, I noticed fresh squirrel roadkill.  Serendipitously, squirrel was on the BBC's reporting menu as well.  In fact, it's on an Edinburgh bistro's menu.  The BBC reported that the Spoon Cafe serves gray squirrel meat because it is ethical, citing that the squirrel delicacy is prepared "free-range", and the meat doesn't travel far.

A note, dear reader, on squirrel images: they are all adorable.  I suspect the Spoon Cafe is not a restaurant that employs pictures of the meals on its menu.  Forks up!

Life sometimes can be squirrely.
Squirrely: --adjective
  eccentric; flighty [this blog would add the obvious, "of or pertaining to squirrel, especially the meat"]