It may seem that all crazy squirrel antics happen at the Park, but that’s not true. The ‘hood squirrels sometimes are just as rambunctious as their Park counterparts.
Mother Nature has begun switching over to her Fall palette of rich hues and likewise the squirrels are fine-tuning their own palates to include Indian corn. Now, how do I know this?
I mentioned in Sunday’s post that I now must detour to get to/from Council Point Park since Pagel Avenue has been all torn up this past six weeks. Because there is a schoolyard, I have to zigzag around. I’ve tried different routes going home and witnessed this amusing scenario playing out in a homeowner’s front yard while walking home Friday morning.
First, there was a Fox squirrel hunkered down chewing something almost as big as he was. When he saw me near him, he dropped the item like a hot potato and bolted up the nearest tree where he proceeded to glare at me.
After the dust settled, I saw the half-eaten cob of Indian corn that the squirrel had been gnawing on.
He fixated a stare on me, positive I was going to enjoy that treat he so hastily left behind. I assured him he was good to return to ground level again with no fears, but he still wore a look of apprehension about my presence.
I figured that Indian corn had to come from the display on the next-door neighbor’s property, so I checked it out from my vantage point on the sidewalk. The décor was nice – a little bit of harvest; a little Halloween as well.
And suddenly I heard a rustling noise and the corn stalk to the left of the big crow came to life. I peered closely and saw a squirrel manipulating his way around behind the scenes, nibbling on something, most likely another cob of Indian corn. See his fuzzy tail which gives him away?
Of course that squirrel clearly knew he was trespassing inside that corn stalk, yet he shot me a look as if to say “Yep, I’m busted! So what are ya gonna do about it?”
He went so far as to even flaunt his presence by sitting and leisurely eating his treat.
Of course I was clicking away taking his picture as he lollygagged amidst the harvest décor.
I may adore these furry little munchkins, but, in a nutshell … they are far from angelic and have made some mischief at my house over the years. Walking home I recalled a story from back in the late 80s about my new Holly Hobbie yard ornament that was destroyed over a long holiday weekend, thanks to a squirrel or squirrels. I wrote a post about it the first year I was blogging. I don’t have the picture we took posing next to that Holly Hobby, but I just updated the post by adding a likeness of her from Pinterest. It is amusing now, but not back when Holly’s fate was decided due to squirrel shenanigans. Click here if you’d like to read about it.