I came across this photo on Facebook — I have no idea who to credit but I do know it didn’t belong to the person who shared it. When I saw this, I immediately thought of my mother, the squirrel queen, and all of her loyal, fuzzy squirrely subjects. And I thought I would re-share her story here. Enjoy.
click the photo to read about the squirrel whisperer
ugh! squirrels and my bird feeders. it’s a never ending saga of their attempt at world dominance.
I love squirrels. But it does annoy me when I feed them so well that they still feel the need to steal food from the birds…
At my mother’s place in Vermont she had chipmunks that she would hand feed. I kept waiting for one of the rabid little rodents to go for her throat when she ran out of sunflower seeds.
More importantly, did they clean her house on demand?