I was in the swimming pool of a large, 3 story Victorian home. I had a off white straw cowboy hat that had the sides turned up on my head. I took it off and threw it and it landed in the next store neighbor’s back yard. I had another cap, the purplish baseball cap that I wear. I threw it also and it landed on the third floor’s roof of the outside stairwell that ran up the back of the house. I wanted to retrieve the cap but didn’t know where it went. A squirrel came up to me and told me that he would take me to where the cap was if I would follow him. We climbed up the outside of the stairwell, quite a risky thing to do considering we were going a number of feet up in the air. We got to the top but I couldn’t ascend any further due to a lack of hand and foot holds… so I told the squirrel to go onto the roof to where the cap was and stop there. He did and I tapped on the underneath of the corrugated roof panel until I dislodged the cap and it fell off the roof. I grabbed it as it fell and thanked the squirrel for his help.
I took a few moments to take in the surroundings from this unusual height. The view was over backyards and into treetops. I located the white cowboy hat I had thrown earlier. I also noticed some very tall banana trees whose leaves were only growing near the top of the trees and very sparsley, leaving me to think that the health of the trees was deteriorating.
