The Runaway Squirrel One would think going to fill up your truck with gasoline would be a simple boring task without any possible risk of harm. It was a Sunday afternoon and I decided to run to the gas station and fill up so I would not have to do it the next morning on my way to school. My dad was bored so he decided to go with me. I always go to the station in front of the Wal-Mart in Alabaster. Even though there are a few stations closer to my house this one always has the lowest price on gasoline. I filled up my tank with no issues and was about to jump in my truck to leave. Suddenly, a man appeared and told me there was a baby squirrel sitting on the bumper of my truck. As a looked around, I noticed two rather large people in pajamas that had a panicked look on their face. The large man approached me and asked for my help. As it turns out, his baby squirrel had escaped from his car. By this time, the squirrel had jumped down from my bumper and was running aroun