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.
Since we built so many houses, businesses, sport centers etc., wildlife tries to find a place to feed, populate, and hide from predators, in the last ten years. All animals roam in the neighborhood, because they lost their original territory to human developments. Therefore, we get also visited by rodents like mice and rats. After hearing some commotions in the attic and in the center wall again, Kevin put the trap out last night. He made sure, there was a marshmallow with plenty of peanut butter as a attraction for whatever is roaming around inside the house. This morning, Kevin checked the trap. And sure enough, Ratatouille sat in there with all the peanut butter gone. Marshmallow is obviously not on his menu. It is still untouched. Kevin couldn’t take care of the rat to release it in a nearby field, this morning. So, the rat has to wait in “Rodent Jail”, until this evening. I felt sorry for Ratatouille being trapped in the cold. So, I put the trap on the greenhouse floor, gave him some extra peanut butter, so he can stay warm. Even when he’s a rodent, which can carry tons of diseases, he’s still a living creature. That’s why we’ve got a “Catch-and-Release” trap. Ratatouille slept for most of the day. Now, we just have to wait for Daddy to come home and release him. Let Mother Nature take care of him.