A Tale Of Squirrel

It was around 12.00 am when i got up to enjoy my weekend and opened the gate to welcome the cloudy day. I stay in a single room on terrace and my bath-room is on the other side of terrace. As i was walking towards bathroom to fresh myself , i saw a mother squirrel was trying to climb up on the water-pipe holding the baby in her mouth. The pipe was bit slippery (due to rain) and narrow but she was trying hard to reach some safe dry place for her baby.Suddenly she stopped and i figured out easily that she was tired . After few second, she moved further but dis-balanced and fell down. I jumped to my feet forgetting all my sleepiness and waved my hand to catch them but couldn't reached.Then i saw mother Squirrel was hanging on a projected iron-bar and her baby was lying on the cemented ground floor. I thought she will use pipe to reach ground floor but to my surprise she quickly regained her balance and rushed towards the stairs. Few baffling question came in my mind that how she knew the stairs direction?How she could spot her injured baby from third floor to a deserted place in ground floor through stairs?Anyway i felt happy as she found that her baby was breathing and she hold it her mouth .I went toward my bathroom. When i came out after some 10 min i saw a mournful scene, both mother and baby were lying motionless at the same place in ground floor. I was cursing myself, i should have been there next time she tried to climb up through that hell iron pipe. After few minutes, the mother regained her sense and started checking her baby.But this time it was not breathing any more.She sat next to her baby as a statue for several minutes.That motionless period got over when i tasted something salty ,it wasn't rain.