I was hard at work…nibbling chocolate at my desk…when I heard little clickety-clickety-click noises. I knew it wasn’t the cat, it wasn’t me, so I returned to the study of my chocolate.
Thirty seconds later…clickety-clickety-click.
I looked over to the door and imagine my surprise to find this little someone at the door!
I’ve grown kind of fond of my daily squirrel visitor. He has a lot of personality and makes me laugh at least once each time he visits.
This is a short little video of my cute little friend, made from a few clips that I put together.
I think the chipmunk is going to have a much easier time eating it’s lunch, there’s no shell on it!
This is my little friend from the other day, he was so excited to have found this nut that he took it and ran far away into the woods with it. Then he ran out of the woods, back to where he found the nut and ate it there.
I have a new visitor, it’s a “he”, and he visits everyday. I think he’s rather young because he doesn’t seem to have a lot of squirrel experience. He’s not very good at knowing what to do once he’s climbed up and reached the bird feeder…should he hang upside down? Should he shake it around and see if any falls out? Is there a spot for inserting a quarter and waiting for the seed to be dispensed?
I have a sneaking suspicion that it won’t take him very long to figure out how to use his acrobatic skills to drop down to the feeders and stuff his little tummy.
Do you hear something? You’re acting like you hear something. What do you hear??
Well great, now you’re running away. Could you PLEASE tell me why you’re running away? Should I be running away?
Great, now you’re leaping. Should I be leaping?
Go ahead, DON’T tell me why you’re doing whatever it is you’re doing. You’re abandoning me you know, that’s what you’re doing, abandoning me. Now I’m going to have issues and need a therapist, THANKS a LOT.