My Squirrelly Friend

My Squirrelly Friend

He sneaks across the lawn from behind the swing and cuts a wide swath of lawn to get to my flowerbed. There he stays hidden till he makes his big move by climbing up the knockout rose bush that is close to the birdfeeder pole.

From the rose bush he jumps to one of the birdfeeders and swings upside down while looking at the birdseed.

He proceeds to grab some seed in his paws and then swings by just his hindlegs as he transfers the seed to his hungry mouth.

After he has had his fill of birdseed he climbs to the top of the pole and stares at me thru the breakfast room window as if to say "You can't catch me. I'll always be able to get to your birdseed you silly old woman." And you know what? He is right!