Because we love squirrels and every other animal that happens by
That particular squirrel has been in our yard for a few years and allows us to pet him and hand feed him.
Plus, you can set your watch by Mr. Squirrel’s eatin’ time, once he eats he’s gone for the day and he only takes the almonds. The birds will come.
The Blue Jays share the almonds with the squirrels.
In other words our yard is one big happy family.
He will only come at one consistent time each day?
That’s an amazing little squirrel you’ve got there!
Marine City?
At this point youre just teasing the cat. Cool!
#butts! 
is that last one a rufous back robin? papi sent me a very fuzzy video clip of a bunch of those making a skwak on his morning walk in Oaxaca. noisy buggers!
sorry can’t upload that attachment here.
Almost. It is a Rufous-bellied thrush. These birds sing a lot and they start the concert at 04:00. Some people think this habit is a nuisance. The other bird is a Rufous hornero.
ETA I would love to listen to the sound of your papai’s birds.
ETA How I hate this autocorrection feature. I wrote in my broken english and then the phone “corrected” It replacing the word I did chose with another one totally unrelated in Portuguese.
ha! beautiful!
it sounds similar, but not the same at all to what papi sent.
thanks for that.
one of my most crushing realizations about my mum’s slow decline is that she cannot hear the lovely birdsong around us. i always look up and prick my ears when mr. and mrs. cardinal come to call, but their faint, high chirp is just out of her range. same with the mockingbird’s melodious medley (which includes what sounds like a phone ringing). she can, however, hear and recognize the loud blue jays.
it gives me the big, giant sad that we may one day no longer hear the symphony of birdsong, whether from old age, other hearing disruptions or the loss of birds altogether due to calamitous climate change.
eta: mr. c came around a couple days ago on a rainy gray day. what a bright spot in the morning!
Mr. Feral grooming old man today. Shortly after this touching scene old man needed a bath due to a bad litter box incident.
They both discovered squirrel tv today.
In the last photo, “Can You Spot the Hidden Cat?”
Saw a bunch more birds - jays, finches, etc. - but they either immediately flew away or insisted on keeping several ranks of branches between themselves and my camera lens. Why do birds have to be so troublesome all the time, I mean this fella stayed still and posed like a pro:
Mrs. No Seizure got her turn today. None of them even meow or get the least bit excited, they just watch.
That’s a new squirrel we haven’t seen before, the regular guy (first photo) must have sent out an email.
As I was typing this I looked over, she’s sound asleep while the squirrel is sitting in the box.
To be fair, that took a while.
I have solved crossword clues quicker.
Hehe, All’s fair in love and puzzles/games!
Or, to quote that woman who hawked (something…exercise programs?) on TV:
“If I can do it, you can do it!” (said very brightly, with a very big smile)
