… oh yes, peanuts too.
Time’s a tickin’ … it’s the last day of September and for squirrels and girls with agendas, it is time to seize the moment and gather all the peanuts and steps you can (if Mother Nature permits of course).
The funky weather this week will not bode well for the squirrels, nor me, i.e. getting nuts and steps done. Saturday was dismal and drizzly and yesterday I got a walk in, but just in the ‘hood as rain and storms threatened. So the Park squirrels missed out again. I will make it up to them after today’s sogfest.
Right now my furry pals are focused on hunting and gathering the peanuts tossed to them by the other walkers and me, as there are no nut-bearing trees in the Park.
I am not immune to the sweet antics of those squirrels who sit on haunches with pleading eyes, waiting for me to open up my Ziploc bag and toss them a few peanuts. Truth be told, I love interacting with them … but I think you knew that already.
I’m helping my furry friends bulk up their stash in advance of the Winter season. Needless to say there is a wee bit of expectation on my part too … a little quid pro quo which is a/k/a “posing for peanuts” – no worries, we’re both cool with this arrangement and there’s nothing hinky going on.
Right now the squirrels aren’t complying much though … they are focused on getting the goods and getting them buried … one peanut at a time. Sigh. So I may drop some peanuts at their paws and they are more likely to scurry away and the best I can do is get a shot of them perusing peanuts then taking off to hide them. That’s okay, they eventually return, but by then I’ve resumed my walk.
Playing hard to get?
Recently I had an odd encounter with this black squirrel. Like the gray squirrels, the black squirrels are somewhat skittish and not likely to come over to see me, instead watching from afar then timidly inching over or even waiting until I walk away to grab a peanut.
I was at Council Point Park last week and saw this black squirrel and offered her some peanuts. I put them on the grass. Would she come closer?
Nope, though she did glance at them, then me.
I tried again … even holding some more peanuts in my outstretched hand so she could see them while I spoke softly to her. Was she interested?
Nope, not even a nibble.
As I turned to go, I said “well it’s your loss dear, but Winter’s coming – just sayin’.” It seemed I could sweet talk her all I wanted, but she was not interested and instead she rebuffed me by turning around and scooting across busy River Drive to the neighborhood.
I did another lap on the perimeter path, then began to head home. I am still trying different options due to the construction since the adjacent street is very busy with the diverted traffic.
So guess who I ran into on the way home?
I must’ve passed muster and could be trusted.
I guess this lovely lady assumed I had followed her to coax her to have some peanuts, so she might as well warm up to me a little. She came close, hesitant at first, then went for the closest peanut.
She permitted herself to enjoy a peanut or two, secure in the knowledge that with no other squirrels around to abscond with her cache, she could take her time before dashing off to hide them.
Ah … peanut bliss.
I wonder if peanut bliss is akin to savoring a chocolate DOVE® Bar? I posed that question to her, but she had no opinion yea or nay.
I am gathering nuts too – Hampton Farms Jumbo Unsalted. Only the best for my furry pals and the occasional Jay or Cardinal that happens by.
I already have ten packages squirreled away, but will need to get more as Fall progresses.
I will also need to stash lots of steps to reach my goal, now just three months away. I have walked 939 miles of my 1,242 mile-goal (1,511 km/2,000 km) . I’m looking for good weather to gather as many steps as I may.