Oh boy! I can tell, it’s mating season. Mr. Squirrel brought his girlfriend, Sandy, over for brunch. After tumbling around in our yard and chasing each other up and down the fence, they both worked up quite a hungry belly. Both sat on the fence behind the greenhouse and watched me from a safe distance, while I filled up the dish with goodies. It didn’t take long, before Mr Squirrel jumped down from the fence and checked out the food. Sandy followed him quickly. As much as Mr. Squirrel loves his Sandy, he can not handle it having her sitting in the food dish, while he’s there. So, he always threw some seeds down to her. But that wasn’t enough for Sandy. She had to see for herself, what’s in the dish. Mr. Squirrel got startled, when Sandy jumped up. And they both ran away from each other. After a few minutes, Sandy was done with the brunch date and left. Mr. Squirrel came back and finished his meal. Now, he’s fed and taking a nap in the attic again. Yeah, he found his way back into the attic. No matter how many times we evict his squirrel butt, he always comes back again. Can we really blame him?
We always have about half a dozen of Mourning Doves sitting in our Bradford Pear trees. They usually get accompanied with a couple of White-winged Doves. Mainly they sit there and wait until Lexi and Luis are done with their business and go back inside, so the doves can go back to the feeder. But the doves also enjoy snoozing in our trees, while they wait for Spring to arrive. It can take only a few days, until our Bradford Pear trees will break out in blooms. And this is usually a sign for the Mourning Doves that the mating season has begun. The trees will blossom and then the leaves come in shortly after the petals dropped to the grounds. The birds will have a sturdy hiding spot for building their nests in the tree crowns. Until then, they eat themselves fat and round at my bird feeders.