While bustling around the house, I happened to stop and look out the kitchen window. What’s that I see?
A rat! I see a rat in the tree!
Looking closer, I noticed a long furry tail. No, that is not a rat I mused to myself. That is a squirrel. A black squirrel.
He was just resting and resting and resting. I watched him for a few minutes then left and came back again. Huh. He had turned to face the opposite way on the same branch.
And there he lay for quite a while. I thought “Maybe I should put some water out for him,” but I dismissed the thought as squirrels can be unfriendly even when they’re helpless.
Later in the day, I noticed the squirrel had left his branch. Then I also noticed something else.
On the ground lay our bird feeder. The squirrel (I’m assuming) had worked himself into a tizzy and tried to get to the bird feeder which is squirrel proof. Well, it’s squirrel proof if the squirrel doesn’t knock it down to the ground.
Well, I am certainly glad I didn’t offer our unfriendly squirrel any water.
And the bird feeder? It survived the squirrel attack and we hung it in a place that is squirrel proof.
