Hola everyone!
A few weeks ago we suffered through another nasty cold snap in southeast Wisconsin. One bitterly cold (windchills below zero F) but bright and sunny afternoon I opened up the patio door to toss out another hand-full of hazel nuts for my tribe of squirrels, who were feeding more than usual in order to keep their bodies fueled against the cold. There, on the steps leading down to the patio, was a squirrel that did not run away when I opened the door. I could see it was not one of my "regulars" as it was smaller and darker than my usual tribe members. It totally ignored me, in fact, like I wasn't even there.
That is when I realized it was either a baby or a sick squirrel, maybe even a blind and deaf squirrel, on his/her last legs. I would roll a nut right in front of it and it would crawl right over it, like it didn't see it, that's why I thought for several days that it was blind.
It kept showing up in the yard. It was either very young and injured (young enough not to know that humans can be dangerous and evil and young enough not to instantly recognize a hazel nut) or very old and weak. It did not move like a squirrel and was unsteady on its feet, so I suspected it might have the "tipping over" disease that I occasionally witnessed in squirrels at the former Maison Newton over the years.
The other squirrels pretty much left it alone. Thankfully, starting last Saturday the weather turned well above freezing during the day and the snow is slowly melting away. The squirrel came every day and foraged for nuts. In the afternoon sun last weekend it laid out on top of the fence railing and slept, soaking in healing and warming rays.
And then, yesterday, the squirrel did not appear. I waited all day, looking and looking, but did not see it at all.
I thought it must have died, and my heart broke a little. I know it is the way of nature, but it still hurts.
I checked for sight of him again this morning first thing, but did not see him. He has a distinct way of moving, and I did not see him among the other squirrels.
But a short while ago I looked up from the kitchen table out the patio door and there he was, sitting on top of the snow where the bird seed lands and the sun has not yet melted through the snow to the concrete below, eating the sunflower seeds in the bird seed mixture just as fast as he could find them! Relief - and gratitude that he is still alive.
I grabbed my camera and managed to get some photos of him. I tried not to spook him; even the squirrels who are very familiar with me do not like to have their photos taken and will run away if I stand at the open patio door too long. This squirrel seemed oblivious!
Being able to see the squirrel close-up in the sunlight, I saw that he has an injury on his left leg above his paw, and he is favoring the left front leg/paw, so essentially, he is surviving on two legs and his right leg/paw! In the photo above, you can see the left paw looks shriveled. You can see the area above the shrunken paw has matted fur and while it is not possible to tell from the photo, I could see that he must have either been hit by a car or had a run in with a predator but managed to escape. The skin had been broken and he is missing a patch of fur.
Brave little guy, and thank Goddess he found sanctuary in my yard. I don't know where he was yesterday, I'm just happy he found his way back today, and has been busy eating the additional peanuts and hazelnuts I've been tossing out to him, which he now recognizes as food!
He is moving MUCH better today -- he is moving around more like a normal squirrel (getting strength back?), so the warmer weather, the sun, and probably the food he's getting enough of here are, I hope, putting him on the path toward a full recovery.
By being able to observe him this close-up, I could see that he favored the left leg/paw. The photo above was the next one I quickly snapped in the sequence -- you can see the damage to his upper left side above his paw area. But, look - he's getting chubby! When he first appeared he was so wizened and thin. See all of the snow still left on my patio area -- and even more snow in the front yard that faces west and the sun not yet high enough up in the sky to reach it with melting sunshine. If the weather does hold for two full weeks as forecast, I hope ALL of this snow will be gone!
As the snow has been slowly melting I've been going out with my broom to sweep up the nutshells freed from the ice and snow cover -- feeding squirrels leads to rather a big mess on one's patio!
In the photo above, you can see the difference between the size of the healthy right front leg and paw and the left side. Isn't he cute, my little gimpy squirrel. I hope he heals and survives.
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Thursday, October 13, 2011
Squirrel Threatens Dire Consequences
The truth can now be told. That squirrel who mysteriously seemed to appear out of nowhere during a certain recent Phillies/Cardinals play-off game was actually a saboteur planted by none other than - yours truly! Yep, that's right. The courageous squirrel, who shall remain unnamed in order to protect her family, traveled with me to St. Louis from Milwaukee back on September 8, 2011 -- well before the Cardinals had clinched the wild card berth. But of course we all knew even then it would be a Brewers-Cardinals rematch, this time not for the World Series Title but for the National League Championship Title that all Brewers fans knew we would clinch. Our Milwaukee beer gives us remarkable precognitive powers...
Brewers fans have very long memories, darlings. Very long memories. While hoodlums were burning down St. Louis in celebration of their pooping all over the place red birdsstealing winning the 1982 World Series in Game 7, more than 250,000 faithful cheering Brewers fans turned out for a welcome home ticker-tape parade to pay tribute to the true champions - the Brewers - that took them slowly up Wisconsin Avenue from the lakefront in open cars for nearly two miles. I was one of those cheering clapping fans that day, stationed near the end of the parade route. It was an unforgettable moment.
Back to my ingenious plan! Said Ms. Squirrel accompanied me disguised as a cat in a carry-on pet travel cage that neatly fit under the seat in front. The flight was a scant hour and she was quite comfortable, although she did not like going through the x-ray thingy in security. I didn't write about it before - obviously - because that would have given away the plan!
Once we hit the hotel Ms. Squirrel was let out of her travel cage, and she happily scampered up and down the bricks outside the windows of our suite until Saturday afternoon. I fed her plenty of nuts! While poor 'Sis lay sick in bed with a bad stomach complaint, Ms. Squirrel (hidden in my large Las Vegas tote) and I left the hotel and headed toward Busch Stadium. The memory makes me shudder still! I gave Ms. Squirrel a final briefing. Together we hid about the stadium around 100 pounds of nuts I'd had delivered there the day before (I won't tell you how the nuts or we got in) and then I bid Ms. Squirrel adieu. She knew what she had to do. She knew she might not ever make it back to Milwaukee. She knew I would take care of her family for generations to come in the best Newton style. Ms. Squirrel is a true Brewers fan, willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of her team!
Ahhhh, and she did it so well, too!
But wait - that's not the end of the story, darlings. There is a method to our squirrely madness. Part 2 of the master plot was revealed today in The Wall Street Journal:
Brewers fans have very long memories, darlings. Very long memories. While hoodlums were burning down St. Louis in celebration of their pooping all over the place red birds
Back to my ingenious plan! Said Ms. Squirrel accompanied me disguised as a cat in a carry-on pet travel cage that neatly fit under the seat in front. The flight was a scant hour and she was quite comfortable, although she did not like going through the x-ray thingy in security. I didn't write about it before - obviously - because that would have given away the plan!
Once we hit the hotel Ms. Squirrel was let out of her travel cage, and she happily scampered up and down the bricks outside the windows of our suite until Saturday afternoon. I fed her plenty of nuts! While poor 'Sis lay sick in bed with a bad stomach complaint, Ms. Squirrel (hidden in my large Las Vegas tote) and I left the hotel and headed toward Busch Stadium. The memory makes me shudder still! I gave Ms. Squirrel a final briefing. Together we hid about the stadium around 100 pounds of nuts I'd had delivered there the day before (I won't tell you how the nuts or we got in) and then I bid Ms. Squirrel adieu. She knew what she had to do. She knew she might not ever make it back to Milwaukee. She knew I would take care of her family for generations to come in the best Newton style. Ms. Squirrel is a true Brewers fan, willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of her team!
Ahhhh, and she did it so well, too!
But wait - that's not the end of the story, darlings. There is a method to our squirrely madness. Part 2 of the master plot was revealed today in The Wall Street Journal:
JASON GAY OCTOBER 13,
2011
LeTR fROm thE RaLLy SQuiRRel AtTornEY
DEaR PEEpLE of SAiNT
LOuIs,
My NaMe is RiChaRD FLuFFYTAIL, III, EsQ. I am A SQuiRReL AttornEY with the FiRm of ACoRN, ChEStNUT and PINECone, LLP. I am LICsenSED To pRaCTicE SQuiRReL LaW IN the STaTe of MissOUri as WEll as CAliForNia, New YORK anD aLL FOREsTS.
iT haS ComE To MY aTTenSHUN That ThE SAiNT LOuis CaRDiNaLs haVe Been UsinG the LikENess of My CLienT, "RaLLY SQuiRReL," In TEEM maTERiALs dURinG tHe NaTIONAl LeAgUe ChaMPEENshup SeeeRiES.
ThiS SAiNT LOuis SquiRREL obSESSION is REpoRTEdLY FuELLED by a SigHTing of My CLIiENT rUNNing past Home Plate iN a DIvisinAL Playoff GamE WhErE the CaRDs BEet THE PhiLADelPHia FiLLies.
NoW All of SAiNT LOuis SeEeMs tO thInk A "RaLLY SQuiRReL" HelPs it Win BaSEBaLL Games. OK, whATever. YOU HuManS are StrAnGE.
BuT tHe CaRDs Are NOw MaKIng iTemS with my CLIenT's LikeNESS. TherE are "rALLy SQuiRReL" toWELs aNd TEE sHirtz tHaT SAy "GOT SQuiRReL?"
WorsE of All, The Cards aRe selling StuFFed RaLLy SQuiRReLs. ThAT's an InSULt anD OfFenSIVe to my CLIENT and SQuiRReLs EveryWHEre.
On beHalf of my CLIent and ALL SQuiRReLs , I aM WritING to DEEmAND ThaT the CaRDiNals CeASE and DESIsT All mAnUFACture and SAle oF RaLLy SQuiRReL ProDucts for The FOLLOwing ReAsOnS:
•The CaRDiNAls HAVE no AUTHOrity To RePREsent ANY AffiLiaTion or RElAtionSHip BeeetWEen the Team and my CLIent.
The CaRDiNAls HAVE miSAPPORPRIated the RaLLy SQuiRReL iMAge without DUe ComPENsaTion.
•The CaRDiNAls HAVE createD an ASSoCiAtion Beetween the TEAm and my CLIent thaT diminiSHEs tHe RePUtatiON of my CLIent to the BeNEFIT of tHe CaRDiNAls.
(IMPRessIVE right? I DID not SPEND 3 Years eaTIng RAMEn IN SQuiRREL laW School For NUTTin!)
ThE CaRDINals CaN to MaKe ThInGs RiGHT, hoWEver.
First, They NEEd To REleaSE My Client, The RaLLY SQuiRREL CapTURed at BuSCH STaDiUm.
HE is A POLITicAL PRIsONER and noT An AnonYMOUs SQuiRREL or MASCOT.
His REaL Name is CHuCK. hE was JUst TrYinG tO get HOme frOm woRK.
CHuCK neeDs to Be abLE to MaKE a LIVinG. He HAs 238 SQuiRREL kiDs.
238! Do YoU KnoW WHAT SQUirrel priVATE SchOOl cOSts theSE DAYs?
HEre are SiX thINGs the CarDINaLs can Do FOR ChuCk:
1. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL WanTs you TO BUY HiM soME PEeNUTS and CRACKer JacKS. AcTUALLY He WaNTs aLL tHe PEeNUTS and CRACKer JacKS.
2. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL waNTs to SiT in the CaRDs DugOUT at BuScH. No MOre of THis EMBaRrassING ruNNING AcROSS Plate and LOokING for a SEat Stuff.
3. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL WanTs to PinCH run for the CARdiNAls AS mUCh AS POSSiBle.
4. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL waNTs an AUToGraPHEd Stan MUSIal jersey.
5. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL WoulD likE To eat FRIed CHICKEN and DrINK Beer AND play VIDEO GAmes DURING GaMEs like RED Sox Pitchers.
6. ChUCK the Rally SQUIRReL wud LiKe to meet HeLeN MirrEN. Not SURe WHat ThaT has TO Do With BASeBAll, But Make IT haPPEn.
MAke NO MiSTake: CHuCK and aLL sQuiRreLs like The CaRdInAls and EspECially thEiR ManAGer, TonEE LaRuSSA. TonEE LaRuSSA maY not SEEM liKE a BarrEL of LAFFS buT hE is a FRIenD to ALL aniMALS.
LaRuSSA is EveN a friend To the CATS, Which THe SQUIrrels dO not UNDersTAND. HaVE u EVeR tRieD to NeGOtiaTe with a CAT? TODAL NigHTmaRE. (WorSe than RaTz!)
OKaY that Is ALL, SAiNT LOUis, PLeeze TaKE thiS LeTTer seRIOUsLy.
IF you Do NOT Agree to ouR demands, and You ConTInue to MAke anD SeLL "RaLLy SQuiRReL" ITemS, we ShaLL have NO chOIce to Sign WiTh the CUBs in 2012. And TAke ALBerT PuLJOLs With US.
YoU HaVe BeeN WarnED!
SINceRELy.
RiChaRD FLuFFYTAIL, III
ACoRN, ChEStNUT and PINECone, LLP
My NaMe is RiChaRD FLuFFYTAIL, III, EsQ. I am A SQuiRReL AttornEY with the FiRm of ACoRN, ChEStNUT and PINECone, LLP. I am LICsenSED To pRaCTicE SQuiRReL LaW IN the STaTe of MissOUri as WEll as CAliForNia, New YORK anD aLL FOREsTS.
iT haS ComE To MY aTTenSHUN That ThE SAiNT LOuis CaRDiNaLs haVe Been UsinG the LikENess of My CLienT, "RaLLY SQuiRReL," In TEEM maTERiALs dURinG tHe NaTIONAl LeAgUe ChaMPEENshup SeeeRiES.
ThiS SAiNT LOuis SquiRREL obSESSION is REpoRTEdLY FuELLED by a SigHTing of My CLIiENT rUNNing past Home Plate iN a DIvisinAL Playoff GamE WhErE the CaRDs BEet THE PhiLADelPHia FiLLies.
NoW All of SAiNT LOuis SeEeMs tO thInk A "RaLLY SQuiRReL" HelPs it Win BaSEBaLL Games. OK, whATever. YOU HuManS are StrAnGE.
BuT tHe CaRDs Are NOw MaKIng iTemS with my CLIenT's LikeNESS. TherE are "rALLy SQuiRReL" toWELs aNd TEE sHirtz tHaT SAy "GOT SQuiRReL?"
WorsE of All, The Cards aRe selling StuFFed RaLLy SQuiRReLs. ThAT's an InSULt anD OfFenSIVe to my CLIENT and SQuiRReLs EveryWHEre.
On beHalf of my CLIent and ALL SQuiRReLs , I aM WritING to DEEmAND ThaT the CaRDiNals CeASE and DESIsT All mAnUFACture and SAle oF RaLLy SQuiRReL ProDucts for The FOLLOwing ReAsOnS:
•The CaRDiNAls HAVE no AUTHOrity To RePREsent ANY AffiLiaTion or RElAtionSHip BeeetWEen the Team and my CLIent.
The CaRDiNAls HAVE miSAPPORPRIated the RaLLy SQuiRReL iMAge without DUe ComPENsaTion.
•The CaRDiNAls HAVE createD an ASSoCiAtion Beetween the TEAm and my CLIent thaT diminiSHEs tHe RePUtatiON of my CLIent to the BeNEFIT of tHe CaRDiNAls.
(IMPRessIVE right? I DID not SPEND 3 Years eaTIng RAMEn IN SQuiRREL laW School For NUTTin!)
ThE CaRDINals CaN to MaKe ThInGs RiGHT, hoWEver.
First, They NEEd To REleaSE My Client, The RaLLY SQuiRREL CapTURed at BuSCH STaDiUm.
HE is A POLITicAL PRIsONER and noT An AnonYMOUs SQuiRREL or MASCOT.
His REaL Name is CHuCK. hE was JUst TrYinG tO get HOme frOm woRK.
CHuCK neeDs to Be abLE to MaKE a LIVinG. He HAs 238 SQuiRREL kiDs.
238! Do YoU KnoW WHAT SQUirrel priVATE SchOOl cOSts theSE DAYs?
HEre are SiX thINGs the CarDINaLs can Do FOR ChuCk:
1. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL WanTs you TO BUY HiM soME PEeNUTS and CRACKer JacKS. AcTUALLY He WaNTs aLL tHe PEeNUTS and CRACKer JacKS.
2. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL waNTs to SiT in the CaRDs DugOUT at BuScH. No MOre of THis EMBaRrassING ruNNING AcROSS Plate and LOokING for a SEat Stuff.
3. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL WanTs to PinCH run for the CARdiNAls AS mUCh AS POSSiBle.
4. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL waNTs an AUToGraPHEd Stan MUSIal jersey.
5. CHuCK the Rally SQUIRReL WoulD likE To eat FRIed CHICKEN and DrINK Beer AND play VIDEO GAmes DURING GaMEs like RED Sox Pitchers.
6. ChUCK the Rally SQUIRReL wud LiKe to meet HeLeN MirrEN. Not SURe WHat ThaT has TO Do With BASeBAll, But Make IT haPPEn.
MAke NO MiSTake: CHuCK and aLL sQuiRreLs like The CaRdInAls and EspECially thEiR ManAGer, TonEE LaRuSSA. TonEE LaRuSSA maY not SEEM liKE a BarrEL of LAFFS buT hE is a FRIenD to ALL aniMALS.
LaRuSSA is EveN a friend To the CATS, Which THe SQUIrrels dO not UNDersTAND. HaVE u EVeR tRieD to NeGOtiaTe with a CAT? TODAL NigHTmaRE. (WorSe than RaTz!)
OKaY that Is ALL, SAiNT LOUis, PLeeze TaKE thiS LeTTer seRIOUsLy.
IF you Do NOT Agree to ouR demands, and You ConTInue to MAke anD SeLL "RaLLy SQuiRReL" ITemS, we ShaLL have NO chOIce to Sign WiTh the CUBs in 2012. And TAke ALBerT PuLJOLs With US.
YoU HaVe BeeN WarnED!
SINceRELy.
RiChaRD FLuFFYTAIL, III
ACoRN, ChEStNUT and PINECone, LLP
So, okay, Ms. Squirrel did not really type that letter. I did. Pretty neat, heh?
Sunday, July 3, 2011
I can't resist this daredevil squirrel!
Daredevil California Squirrel Somehow Outfoxes Speeding Lamborghini
Saturday, July 2, 2011 8:58 pm
Written by: Eric Adelson
You need guts to take your Lamborghini onto a racetrack. But all the big shots who took part in the Ultimate Lamborghini Experience have nothing on a Southern California squirrel with serious nerve.
The annual event, held in late June at California Speedway in Fontana, invites Lambo owners to test their skills on a two-and-a-half-mile open track. It promises "an incredible rush of speed and sound that will quicken the pulse and stir the soul."
Well, it sure lived up to that billing for this squirrel:
The squirrel was just fine, having somehow made it through untouched!
Saturday, July 2, 2011 8:58 pm
Written by: Eric Adelson
You need guts to take your Lamborghini onto a racetrack. But all the big shots who took part in the Ultimate Lamborghini Experience have nothing on a Southern California squirrel with serious nerve.
The annual event, held in late June at California Speedway in Fontana, invites Lambo owners to test their skills on a two-and-a-half-mile open track. It promises "an incredible rush of speed and sound that will quicken the pulse and stir the soul."
Well, it sure lived up to that billing for this squirrel:
The squirrel was just fine, having somehow made it through untouched!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Squirrel Snatches Life from the Jaws of Death!
VIDEO: Zoo tigers chase squirrel
Updated: Thursday, 13 Jan 2011, 8:41 AM EST
Published : Thursday, 13 Jan 2011, 6:41 AM EST
BUFFALO, NY (WOFL FOX 35) - Caught on tape a squirrel enters the danger zone.
Anna Haumesser recorded this video on her cell phone during a visit to the Buffalo Zoo last week.
A squirrel got inside the tiger exhibit there and the two tigers then started chasing the squirrel around the structure. During the chase, one of them even climbed a tree to try to shake the rodent from the top. Zoo officials got the tigers back inside and the squirrel got out of the cage and was not harmed.
The squirrel (either very crazy or very brave) played dead - several times! - and fooled the big cats!
Updated: Thursday, 13 Jan 2011, 8:41 AM EST
Published : Thursday, 13 Jan 2011, 6:41 AM EST
BUFFALO, NY (WOFL FOX 35) - Caught on tape a squirrel enters the danger zone.
Anna Haumesser recorded this video on her cell phone during a visit to the Buffalo Zoo last week.
A squirrel got inside the tiger exhibit there and the two tigers then started chasing the squirrel around the structure. During the chase, one of them even climbed a tree to try to shake the rodent from the top. Zoo officials got the tigers back inside and the squirrel got out of the cage and was not harmed.
The squirrel (either very crazy or very brave) played dead - several times! - and fooled the big cats!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
A Little Squirrel Action
I have not posted anything about my furry little friends for awhile. A human friend sent this to me.
And a slightly more sophisticated version:
And a slightly more sophisticated version:
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Squirrel Visits the Minnesota Twins' New Target Field
Well of course! Squirrels are at the top of the animal gossip world and nothing was going to prevent them from checking out the open-air Target Stadium that is the Twins' new home stadium. They've been checking out the place for months, but it was a rookie who exposed the MTSN (Minnesota Twins Squirrel Network). Well, give him a break, he is only 6 months old, and lacks experience. Alas, he was sent back to the minors, despite the question mark that his tail formed, eloquently depicting the unanswered questions about the Twins this 2010 season...
Story and video.
Story and video.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Squirrel: An Awwwwwhhhhh Story About a Rescued Baby Squirrel
It's spring and soon I am going to be an honorary squirrel grandmother (or perhaps great-grandmother, not sure which generation of female I'm dealing with). The squirrels were already busy frigging in the tree rigging at the end of January and shortly thereafter a female started rebuilding a nest in an abandoned spot in the gigantic double-trunked Chinese Elm close to my deck. There weren't any leaves on the trees, needless to say, so she chewed up a ton of little twigs and branches to make her home, leaving an absolute mess behind of dropped branches and twigs on my frozen tundra, that was soon covered by a snow storm for several weeks. But the second half of February and most of March proved above-normal temperatures and all the snow has melted away, the ground has thawed, making me itchy-fingered to get out there and start gardening. That would be a big mistake. Today, Winter in Wisconsin reminds us that we aren't safe from Arctic blasts until June, with a Nor'easter whipping gigantic waves off Lake Michigan and dropping us back into the teens windchill. Brrrrrr. But no snow - yet...
Here is a video of a rescued baby squirrel that touched my heart. It's nearly a couple of years old now (from 2008). Soon, I will be seeing three or four squirrel pups racing up and down that old Chinese Elm, brightening my days with a constant reminder that concrete and exhaust fumes and Ozone Alert Days are not all there is to life.
Ahhh, I cannot wait until April 21st when tax season has ended and I'm relaxing with a Mai Tai at Isis' pool in sunny, warm and dry Las Vegas.
Here is a video of a rescued baby squirrel that touched my heart. It's nearly a couple of years old now (from 2008). Soon, I will be seeing three or four squirrel pups racing up and down that old Chinese Elm, brightening my days with a constant reminder that concrete and exhaust fumes and Ozone Alert Days are not all there is to life.
Ahhh, I cannot wait until April 21st when tax season has ended and I'm relaxing with a Mai Tai at Isis' pool in sunny, warm and dry Las Vegas.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Summer and Squirrel
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Squirrel with a Problem

Saturday, May 30, 2009
A New Gimpy Squirrel
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Tonight Out in the Garden
Hola darlings!
Tonight when I got home from the office it was really nice out. The sun was starting to set and my deck faces west, so I get that last blast of sun and warmth this time of year, which is really welcome after the horrid winter and cold cold spring we've had!
So I unload my stuff - more about that later on - and pour myself a really BIG glass of cheap wine, grab a hand-full of in-the-shell-almonds for the squirrels, and head to the deck. I settle in and start reading the last quarter of an Amanda Quick novel. I just LOVE Amanda Quick.
I toss out the almonds, whistle for my squirrels, who came running, and I settle down to read the rest of the novel.
About 10 minutes later, I notice the Crazy Squirrel at the end of the yard. I don't even know if I can begin to describe Crazy Squirrel. I don't know if it is a he or a she. This is the second year that Crazy Squirrel has lived in or close to my yard. He or she is just - crazy. At first I thought Crazy Squirrel had the same disease that Mr. Tipsy Squirrel had. Sadly, since the last time I wrote about Mr. Tipsy Squirrel, I have not seen him, so I think he has died. But the last time I saw him, he was stuffing himself full of almonds and lots of other in-the-shell mixed nuts and he was happy. I could tell.
Back to Crazy Squirrel. Crazy Squirrel hops and jerks and jumps and runs; Crazy Squirrel startles at nothing to cause alarm in the other squirrels, and runs a hundred miles a hour straight up a tree trunk, and then turns sommersaults like a Pong Ball in the upper limbs until he finally climbs back down and disappears to - I don't know where.
Tonight Crazy Squirrel was bouncing around the yard as usual, and suddenly makes a bee-line for my 18-year old daffodil bunch. Actually, it started out as a house-warming gift 19 years ago from my sister-in-law Heidi. One day in fall, after I'd been here a couple of months (moved here in August, 1990, when construction was completed), Heidi came over to help me paint my upstairs bathroom (the same one I am now attempting, unsuccessfully thus far, to re-paint), and when we took a break she dashed out to her car and then dashed out the "grove" of then really small trees at the bottom of my backyard, and said she had a surprise for me. That day, Heidi planted at least 50 bulbs in that wasteland area that then constituted the grove. The next spring, only five things came up: a single daffodil, two tulips, and two grape hyacinth. The bunnies promptly attacked the tulips and hyacinth. They stopped appearing more than 10 years ago. But every spring since 1991, my first spring here, the daffodils have appeared without fail, each year the clump getting a little bit thicker.
Seeing Crazy Squirrel ATTACK my clump of daffodils was totally shocking! He did it for at least five minutes. Flinging himself over and over into the midst of the clump and rubbing down into it! Running around and around underneath the outer-most edge of the greenery, and then casting himself once again into the middle of the clump. On his back, like a doggy rubs his back in the spring-time grass, that is what Crazy Squirrel was doing in my clump of daffodils!
When he finished, my poor clump of daffodils was pretty much flattened to the ground. DAMN!
But I didn't have the heart to get up and yell, stomping toward Crazy Squirrel, to chase him away. I mean, after all, he IS crazy! So, I drank my wine and finished the novel.
When I had finished the novel, I came inside and uncovered my latest purchase and newest toy. A total extravagance that I should not have bought, but I bought it anyway. Well, darlings, it was on sale :)
I've got myself one of those tiny netbooks to take to New York! The one I settled on is an Acer and I have totally fallen in love with it. It looks like the daughter of my much larger Toshiba laptop color-wise, a gold sparkle-filled blue (no idea what the color is called). After I unwrapped it I tried the keyboard out - it's small. Really small - the screen is only 8.9 inches wide! But I managed to type "Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country" relatively rapidly and didn't make too many errors.
I'm so happy.
And I'm so bummed. I put a microwave dinner into my faithful old Carousel II that I purchased in 1986 and set it for the requisite number of minutes. When I went downstairs a few minutes ago to retrieve my supper from the microwave, I discovered, much to my horror, that it has died. Totally deadsville. I tried it in a number of different electrical outlets, just in case I blew a circuit breaker (although all of the lights are working just fine in the kitchen). Nothing. Well, it survived nearly 23 years. It would have been 23 in August, 2009.
Alas, poor Carousel II, I knew thee well. Tomorrow morning I will reverently carry you out to the curbside and lay thee gently down, where I hope you will be retrieved by an enterprising junkman. You died just in time to miss this morning's garbage pick-up, so you must be destined for greater things than the City Dump.
Now I have to buy a new microwave. In a BIG hurry! Mr. Don will be here in less than 2 days, expecting to be fed! EEK!
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Oh oh - Squirrel for Lunch

Thursday, March 26, 2009
Cat Hunting Squirrel...
da dum.....da dum.....da dum... da dum..da dum..da.dum da dum da dum DA DUM DA DUM.....Oh, the theme from - what was that movie called - the one with the big white shark that ate the little tiny fishing boat, and various body parts of various people? Roy Scheider starred in it - and two other dudes, the big dark Irish guy and the little curly-haired Jewish guy - well, you know the movie I mean. Pardon me for having a senior and being absolutely UNABLE to recall the name of that damn movie!
Anyway, I just love this title 'CAT-HUNTING SQUIRREL....' I didn't realize until after I decided to post this here, because it's just too funny to watch, LOL, that the title really meant to convey that the Cat Was Hunting The Squirrel, and not the other way around. Double LOL! So, I revert to my original premise - just who was hunting whom, heh?
Check it out.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Gee - Ya Think?
Too tired to carry on tonight - daylight savings time has thrown my poor system for a loop. I HATE losing that hour of daylight in the morning during this time of year. It was DARK when the alarm went off at 6 a.m. this morning, yech!
I found this rather amusing:
Sail Like An Egyptian
It turns out the oldest seafaring ships ever found actually work
By Jeremy Hsu Posted 03.09.2009 at 2:10 pm
Well gee - ya think? DOH
I found this rather disgusting:
Medieval Vampire Skull Found
The remains of a woman's skull with a rock thrust into its jaws is evidence of the mediaeval fear of vampires, Italian anthropologists have claimed.
By Nick Squires in Rome Last Updated: 11:16PM GMT 08 Mar 2009
Oh please.
I found this rather intriguing:
Christopher Columbus was actually Pedro Scotto, a blonde, freckle-faced fella of Scottish ancestry
Last Updated: 10:42PM GMT 08 Mar 2009
I found this rather uplifting:
Whoa! Must be some kind of record - a 10 year old squirrel not in captivity!?! FYI, average life of a squirrel out there is 4-6 years. So this is truly a story of a mini-miracle in the world of nature, and a story of hope for the future for post-Katrina traumatized lands:
March 9, 2009 (KATC TV)
Songbirds, critters making post-hurricane comeback
Information from: The Times-Picayune, http://www.timespicayune.com
Tired and dragging as I've been all day, I was heartened on my trek to the bus stop this morning to hear my first robin song of the season - it sounded like a young male just trying it out for the first time :)
And tonight on the even longer and tireder - ur, that's not a word, but it's how I feel (more tired than before) - trek from the bus stop back home, I heard the trills of both male and female red-winged blackbirds.
And just about half a block from home, in one of my neighbor's large blue spruces, I spied a flash of purplish-red on the breast of a tiny bird - a male house finch! They are back!
So, even if the weather is crappy and tomorrow night my entire house may be crushed by the giant tree in the back yard that finally succumbs to forecast gale-force winds out of the northwest, the birds know - spring is here! There is hope -
Friday, March 6, 2009
A Squirrel's Life
"Sneaky squirrel" - heck - he's just trying to get a meal like everyone else! Times are tough! People aren't putting out nuts and sunflower seeds like they used to - prices keep increasing and incomes keep decreasing. This darned Depression we're in has done in more than one squirrel over the long, hard winter 0f 2008-2009.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Squirrel v. Bird Feeder: 1-0
Story from the Rochester, NY Democrat and Chronicle
Squirrels always conquer bird feeders
February 7, 2009
I'm not alone. I will lose, but I'll have company in defeat.As you may recall, my column two weeks ago reported on my installation of a Squirrel-be-Gone bird feeder in our yard.
I suggested that I was becoming obsessed, not with birds, but with preventing squirrels from cracking the feeder's defenses and getting all the seed for themselves.
When I wrote, the bird feeder had resisted the squirrels for three days. I declared a victory. Veteran bird/squirrel watchers took my boast for what it was, a rookie's bravado.
Carol and John Wessely of Perinton e-mailed a picture of a happy squirrel inside their squirrel-proof feeder. Robert Lauterbach of Rochester sent two pictures of squirrels eating food intended for birds.
"You won't beat them, you know," e-mailed Dave Marcellus of Webster. "Good luck, but don't be too optimistic.""They will figure out the feeder," wrote Chuck Canham of Penfield.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," wrote Jerry Ernsthausen of Spencerport. Down but not out, most of the members of this ad-hoc support group encouraged me to join them in a quest for the perfect (anti-squirrel) bird-feeder.
Along those lines, Marilyn and Lee Eriksson of Perinton lubricated the feeder's pole with WD-40, making it slippery for the squirrels. Other thwarters, including Canham, have tried to improve the anti-squirrel devices in their feeders, using glue and better screws to hold things down.
But it would seem that all of these efforts only buy time. Yes, the squirrel may be stymied by the slippery pole, but then it somehow flies through the air, lands on the feeder and dines.
Why this persistence? Why do squirrels constantly try to break into bird feeders even when they can more easily nibble on the seed that gets scattered below the feeder as the birds eat?
"It gives them a little challenge," Douglas Bassett, an environmental educator at Letchworth State Park explained when I gave him a call. "It's the grass-is-always-greener psychology that's just part of being a squirrel."
Bassett is on the side of the squirrels and the side of the birds. So, too, is Dan Knaak of Greece."I look out my backyard window and I see squirrels and birds eating together in harmony. Squirrels don't attack the bird feeder because I leave enough food below," Knaak wrote in response to my bird (squirrel) feeder column. "Learn more about nature. .... Give squirrels a break."
Knaak's squirrels would seem to be well-trained. Ours do feast on the seed in the snow below the feeder. But, at least once a day, a squirrel climbs out on the branch from which the feeder hangs and makes an assault.
So far, the feeder has held, the squirrel's weight pulling down feeder's outer shell and closing the portals to the bird seed inside. But I'm worried.
"I ain't seen nothing yet," I think, bracing for the inevitable. Spring will come. Don't despair. Bassett says that bird activity and other indicators in the park suggest that this long winter will end. Trust him. He's been right before.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Awwww...
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Nice Dye Job!

Friday, December 19, 2008
Intrepid Squirrels During Milwaukee Blizzard
Intrepid Squirrels During Milwaukee Blizzard
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