This gal didn’t mind wearing a fur coat in the heat.
She scampered into my yard the other day and wasted no time finding the dinner table. Basically, all she wanted was some granola – a few millet seeds, some sunflower seeds, bits of cracked corn. What dainty fingers and pleasant table manners she has.
I know these red squirrels have a bad reputation for robbing birds’ nests, but they don’t have much of a lifespan themselves. The little guys are lucky if they make it through their first year. Seems they get smarter as their mortality rate drops after that. Still, eight years is about all they get. No wonder they scurry around so fast. With a life that short they have to pack as much living into it as they can.