I think it’s due time for an update on my backyard squirrel. I’ve received many messages asking for updates, as the last time I wrote about him was the beginning of December (the story can be found here). But in my defense, I was expecting the little guy to sneak off any time to hide away from the below zero temperatures (Fahrenheit) that were hitting us every day. I didn’t think another winter update was going to be needed. Well it’s now February, snowing buckets everywhere, and my backyard squirrel has stayed strong.
A couple weeks ago, after it had just snowed (imagine that), the squirrel decided he needed a little snow fun. He bounded from tree to tree, burying himself in the snow on every branch he landed on. He would just toss and turn until the snow toppled off then he’d hop on over to the next branch. If I had good enough vision, I probably could have seen him smiling.
Watching him having so much fun in something we often perceive as a nuisance got me itching for some of my own outdoor fun. Of course, by the time I got the two kids and myself bundled up enough to survive outside for more than a few seconds, I was beginning to think the squirrel was deceiving me. Why would I want to sit out in the cold? And the wet? And the wind? Then my three-year old had to use the bathroom. “Change of plans! We’re staying inside!”
Later that day, I saw him darting across the fence. He came to a sudden stop in the middle due to a giant pile of snow that hadn’t tipped off yet. He sat there staring at it for a minute before turning around and scampering out of sight. That’s weird, I thought. He’s never had a problem with the snow before.
That thought was short lived. A couple seconds later, the little bugger ran out at full speed toward the snow clump. Once he got to it, it’s as if he grabbed on with both little arms, lifted the snow up, and threw it in my direction. Goal accomplished, he ran back off. I started laughing like a goof and I just knew that simple act of showing off was directed toward me. Of course he did that to prove that the snow is indeed fun with the right attitude. The little brat, stirring up my guilty conscience.
Then to prove the point even further, he cleverly invited his magpie friends over to have a great snow-time as well. The little squirrel was even leaping off branches onto one of the birds’ back! (This is one of the most unusual things I’ve ever witnessed in nature.)
This carried on for over an hour.
As soon as my husband came home from work, we all went outside.
And we had fun, dang it.