Hey stranger, I'm looking for a farm. You know, the type where you do farm work with your tentac...hands? I'm here to inspect some cows. Just inspect. Definitely not abduct. Yessirree, just a regular human looking for a farm with some cows who are open to interstellar travel. I mean...grass.
Imagine an infinite number of alternate dimensions, sliced thin like salami and all layered together in a delicious sandwich of universes. In these parallel strata of time and space, the Squishables are very, very different.