There were no squirrels at our last house. There were deer,
raccoons, and all manner of water fowl, but no squirrels. Oddly, we saw
squirrels a few blocks in every direction, just none in our neighborhood. At
this house, there are squirrels. Every. Single. Day. Sometimes up to six at a
time, they scamper across the lawn and along the fences. They climb up and down
trees. They run over the rooftop. They help themselves to acorns and tulip
bulbs. They’re VERY interested in our bird feeders. The other day, I learned
squirrels are omnivores. They’ll eat insects (Yay!) and roadkill (Ew!). They’ll
hunt and devour voles and mice. When hungry, they’ll break into bins for discarded
food. Small snakes and lizards are occasionally on the menu, as are smaller
squirrels. Suddenly, squirrels aren’t adorable creatures with fluffy tails any
more. They’re starting to look more like Monty Python’s Killer Rabbit of
Caerbannog.
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