That squirrel just does not understand.
While sitting here at work, I have seen (over the past few days) a squirrel has made a habit of coming from the woods across the street to travel to the woods behind my house. At first I was like “Why did the squirrel cross the road? To get to the other side! Bwahahahahaha!” but that is not as funny as it should be. This morning, instead of running along the length of the fence, that little squirrel is in the grass hopping merrily to the back yard. This time, the first thing that came to mind was “OMG! The dogs will shred that little guy!” Luckily, it was not time for them to be out there yet. I hope little squirrelly guy is not in the yard when they DO get out there which is in about 10-15 minutes.
Squirrelly is such a little guy. Maybe even a baby still. Brings back fond memories of a squirrel that befriended my family some years back. We shall call him Stumpy. About ten years ago, we lived in a stone house that was hugemongous and very old. Built around the turn of the 20th century. It had wide concrete window sills on the outside of the house. This squirrel likes to sit on the one outside of the kitchen window where my father would sit at the table and read. They would both sit there quietly, with only a pane of glass between them. Mutual respect is what dad said. It was quite funny to see for those of you that knew the Dougmeister. At any rate, my mother liked the squirrel too. She was the one who named him stumpy. This squirrel had a half of a tail. One day, mother purchased some sunflower seeds and put some on the window sill for Stumpy. Lo and behold, stumpy had an affinity for sunflower seeds and she would make sure there was a supply of them out on the sill every day for him.
This too, is funny because my mother hated animals. Or so she said. For someone who dislikes animals so much, why are you constantly scratching the dogs ears when you THINK no one is looking? (Ok, I digress, back to Stumpy.) Stumpy became a pet of sorts. He would eat sunflower seeds and a random family member would sit next to him and read at the kitchen table or have a sandwich.
He was huge by the time we moved away. Almost the size of a small/medium dog. Gawsh I miss him.