….about the daily squirrel!!!!!
So, a few days ago, i go into the office/guest room, and the cat is on the window ledge freaking out. i hear weird squeaking, and glass banging and screen scratching. I freak out thinking I must have somehow trapped something in the window when closing it some, and start calling for G (in case it was some giant creature with a millionty legs).
g comes a running, and checks out the scene. It was a wee squirrel in our window well. Apparenly our semi-outdoor cat, Ziggie, chased it there, and due to the squirrel’s wee-ness, it couldn’t get back out. so, we brought the cat inside, and I had G put a scrap piece of wood in the window well to act as a squirrel ramp.
Apparently this little fella like to hang out on our porch now. when we came back from the comic book shop this morning, I heard squeaking and scraping behind our recycling box (it’s a big bench-style storage bin). I say to G, “I really hope that’s a squirrel.” he told me it was the wee squirrel, and told me to check his Flickr, where I found this:
Taken with G’s camerphone. The squirrel was totally chillin’. This is highly unusual in these parts…we live in a “city” but the squirrels in these parts are not city squirrels. They are totally timid, so this little fella is an anomaly. I fear he may have lost his mum, hence hanging out here.
G is being mean, and won’t let me housebreak him, despite his inherent adorableness.