I've never felt warm and fuzzy about squirrels since the year I grew my first tulips and the little rotters snapped off all the heads. Just like that. they didn't bother to eat them or store them in their memory books--no sir, just snap off and move on was their motto.
So, when they come to check out the bird feeder, I don't send them packing but I do snarl.
This guy felt right at home as he gobbled up his breakfast.
This one waited his turn and then found it easier to scarf up the leavings on the ground.
Now go away, far away and get a life.
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