The story of how I met one of my dearest friends (over a decade ago) involves a smushed squirrel and the ensuing grief. I’ll spare you the details, but the squirrel has always had a particular meaning for us both because of this. And this particular friend is also a particularly good gift giver, the sort of gift giver who always finds exactly what is significant and perfect for others. Tucked into her latest gift to me was a little squirrel cookie cutter (find squirrel cookie cutters here). And so I made squirrel cookies of course.