FFP Omaha: Counting black squirrels, new kitty, sports Disneyland?

Howdy, Omaha — it’s Jeremy. 

The first sighting came just a few days after I moved to Omaha. 

I was sitting on my porch when a flash of shiny black fur shot up a tree in my neighbor’s yard. I didn’t get a good look at it. Maybe a bird? 

Then, I locked eyes with the beast. And my heart melted. 

It was unlike any squirrel I’d ever seen: the same shape and size of its reddish-brown brethren but with jet black fur, as if it had . . .