She was really getting into the whole squirrel thing...losing herself in it, if she was honest, but it's hard to deny newfound instincts. They manifested a little differently, though...she didn't plan on sleeping straight through the winter, but she WAS planning on binging Netflix on the couch with a tin of cashews. And she wasn't scrabbling around outside, frantically burying acorns so she could dig them up later...instead she found herself burying other objects in other places. Sometimes the task was just as strenuous, but much more enjoyable.