In May, I posted about a young Fox Squirrel. Back then, we still named it “Baby”. Sara insisted, that we name the squirrel “Chippy”. Chippy loves to come for lunch and dinner in our yard. Zoey, our new dog, is going bonkers, when Chippy sits in one of our trees or on the back patio. Chippy doesn’t seem to be bothered, as long as Zoey stays behind the patio door.
For a couple of weeks, I’ve noticed a smaller squirrel coming to our feeders. When I approached the feeder, it didn’t move but trembled. It was very young, and didn’t know what to do. Then it dawned on me, that this little one is still a “baby”, and has to learn about it’s surroundings. Now, I make sure that our dogs and cats are not outside, when “Baby” visits the feeder. Momma Squirrel keeps an eye on him. But he is already very independent. The girls will give “Baby” a new and more appropriate name, soon. In the meantime, it’s the baby in the Fox Squirrel Family.
After the severe storm in the morning, we had a beautiful sunny afternoon, today. The temperatures reached up to 72°F (22°C). But still it was very breezy. Thank goodness, the animals ate all the foods, before the rain came in. Everything would have been flooded. And I would have had to dump it on the ground to let it dry, before the birds and critters could eat it.
As soon as I had the feeders full, Sandy, Mr. Cardinal, and some other feathered friends sat around to have early dinner. It is always a joy to see such an abundance of birds in our yard. Sophie, the other squirrel, made a short appearance, too. She prefers the oily sunflower seeds over corn and peanuts. I haven’t seen Mr. Squirrel and Sammy for quite some time. I wonder, where they are being up to, lately. I hope, they are alright, and are just checking out a different area in the neighborhood.
On a beautiful day like today, I sat on the porch to do some bird watching for myself. With the regular feathered friends, we also had some “Newcomers” in our backyard. Mr. & Mrs. Savannah-Sparrow came over to say ‘Hello’, before they moved on into the next yard.
Sandy decided to check the peanut slinky feeder. When she sat on the branch, she was only about five feet away from me. For a moment Sandy kept starring at me as she wanted to say: “Ma’am, the slinky feeder is empty. Could you refill it with those tasty peanuts? PLEEEEAAASSSEEE!” Unfortunately, I’m out of peanuts. I’d love to give her some. I guess, I need to go to the store and get some unsalted peanuts for the young lady and the Blue Jays, again. 😉