So here's what happened. I was doing my usual tree to tree search for grub and I spied some really tasty looking buds at the tip of a branch. I slowly crept toward the end of it and I was sure that it was strong enough to hold me, but I was so super wrong.
I fell, and fell, and fell for what seemed like three days. I landed on the ground with a thud. My little paw hurt so bad that I wanted to cry. I got up and cleaned myself off and started to go back up the tree, but as soon as I took a step I squeaked because it hurt like the dickens!!
When my people family came out to feed me they saw that I was walking funny. They made a big fuss over me and the next thing that I knew I was back inside their big nest. I guess I'm staying here until I feel better. I sure do miss being outside though.