This little squirrel wasn't a bit bashful when I stepped out on the patio. With one eye on me and one on his lunch he wasn't budging. I thought he was pretty cute and kept getting closer and closer to him. They usually hang out in our front yard trees where Mr. B occasionally puts out corn for them. But this lucky squirrel found a pile of dropped seeds from the finch feeders. And I suppose once food hits the ground it should be fair game.
I don't think anyone was more fond and entertained by the squirrels than Mr. Bs dad Buss. He even got them to eat out of his hands! This little critter brought back memories of Buss and reminded me of how much we miss him... b
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