About a week ago, I was pretty frustrated with the squirrel stealing birdseed situation. I was GRUMPY!
I grumped around the house for a while and decided it was time to do something more constructive. It was time to get back to my desk.
Preoccupied with my inner turmoil, I turned the corner as I left the kitchen, started into my studio and came face to face with this.
I had to laugh, just when I get annoyed with them they do something silly. I’m a sucker for silly.
This little one will be responsible for my poured concrete patio slipping off it’s perch atop a hill.
Chipmunks dig tunnels all OVER and this one seems to LOVE the corner just next to the house. It digs under the concrete, apparently just for the fun of it and I can see the ground underneath now!
I can put a big rock over the hole, (don’t worry, the little one can escape out the other end of the tunnel,) but somehow overnight, THE ROCK’S BEEN MOVED!
I told this groundhog that it was Monday and it just stared at me. To a groundhog it’s the season that matters.
It asked me what month it was and I told it July, I thought it was just messing with me. After doing a little research I found out that for these cuties the month IS important because there is a deadline of sorts for them. Winter is coming.
They spend every day stuffing themselves in preparation for winter…they will hibernate underground and so they need to build lots of body fat to live on.
We have Groundhog day here, a tradition that is built on the premise that, every year on the second of February if a groundhog sees it’s shadow, it means six more weeks of winter.
The truth of the matter is, the males come out of hibernation in February to locate females that are still in hibernation. Breeding season will start in March, so, having located the objects of their affection, the males go back into hibernation for a few more weeks.
Who wants to get out of bed before they have to?
(One more interesting fact…THEY’RE A MEMBER OF THE SQUIRREL FAMILY!)
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I wasn’t even making an effort and I found another Royal. THIS time I was able to get a name, may I introduce King Teddy! He seems mild of manner and intelligent, but that remains to be seen. You should never decide who someone is on meeting them for the first time.
I asked King Teddy if he knew the name of the Squirrel King and he told me the squirrel in question is King Lear, King of the Squirrels. How UNBELIEVABLE!
We drove through the National Bison Range in Montana a few months ago and every twist and turn of the road revealed something beautiful. There were Buffalo scattered here and there, and there was another surprise which you’ll get to see in my next post!
I thought you might like a closer look at this amazing creature.