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The February red squirrel from my calendar.
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This photo has shaken me to my core…. because if our resident rodent discovers power tools?
We’re doomed.
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The February red squirrel from my calendar.
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This photo has shaken me to my core…. because if our resident rodent discovers power tools?
We’re doomed.
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As I was cruising Amazon for a calendar the other day, I realized there was only one choice.
Oh, I could have picked one with barns. Lord knows we’ve spent enough time and money on ours.
Or I could have picked one with white tailed deer. But we have plenty of those in the backyard.
And I could have picked one about beer. But the man cave has one of those already.
So what did I choose?
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Yes.
Not 12 months of red squirrels… but a full 18.
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Seeing all the trouble she’s caused us in the past year?
It seemed highly appropriate.
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I thought maybe we’d seen the last of her.
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But no, she was out back stealing chopped up deer apples yesterday.
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She was back on the patio table.
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And there’s only one reason for that. Do you know how sick and tired I am of finding small pieces of rotted apple every time I sit down?
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And then of course there’s the poo.
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She leaves it there on purpose, I know it.
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And may I just say, sipping from puddles of rain water filled with your own poo?
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Not the least bit appetizing.
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And please note… in that last picture? She is literally pooping. Am I a great photo journalist or what!
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We hadn’t seen much of mother red squirrel lately, which after the last pregnant photo I took of her.. was a very good thing.
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But she showed up yesterday…
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Looking kind of rough. Motherhood must be taking its toll this time around.
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Now if only I could coordinate her visits with this new addition to the backyard wildlife sightings….
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He could solve all our squirrel problems in one fell swoop.
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