This is Al, and Al is lost. Normally, he pays attention when he’s walking home from work, but today he got distracted by the beautiful colors of late summer and ended up in this dark, seedy alley, nowhere near the comfortable apple tree he makes his home in. On top of that, he seems to have infiltrated some kind of spy meeting--or at least he assumes they’re spies, considering that both men are wearing trench coats. “Come and have a beer with us!” says one of the spies, gesturing towards the six pack on the ground. “We’ll make sure you get home safely!” But Al’s been reading the paper a lot lately, and has gleaned from those news stories that hanging out with spies, no matter how friendly they are, can be very dangerous for squirrels.