When watching two squirrels chasing each other, tossing and tumbling about, do you ever stop watching them and look around you for what they don't want you to see? Likely not, that's their plan. Draw your attention to the "play" and miss their insidious deeds taking place elsewhere but in plain sight if you were only to look.
Want proof? I've got squirrels that bury 'things" in my backyard and they make sure I see them digging, sitting up, shaking their tail and trying to convince me they're not a rodent, a varmint, and all cute and for lack of a better term "squirrelly". After the diabolical little creature leaves, go out to it's "digs" and tell me what you find. I'll tell you, my friend, nothing, you will find nothing. It's all a ruse because while you were engaged watching that squirrel, the others were carrying out the real plan. Ever hear the term "even a blind squirrel finds an acorn every once in a while"? Planted by them. There are no blind squirrels, they're pretending with that little cane, sunglasses and service field mouse. Who, by the way, are enslaved by the squirrels.
They're well organized and any squirrel that betrays the group must commit sguirrelicide by running back and forth across the street until getting run over and causing passersby to go "awwww, poor little thing". Evoke sympathy and weaken our resolve.
The nurses here think I don't know but I do. They think squirrels are cute and there is no saving them but you can save yourself. Stay vigil, don't fall for the traps they set for if they ever unite with the chipmunks and prairie dogs, we're in for one hell of a battle. Those damned chipmunks are the masters of cute.