Yesterday I returned from a day out to find my boys holding a baby squirrel. They were over the moon at having a pet literally drop from the sky. If you saw where his nest was, way up in the canopy, it would be hard to imagine any creature surviving such a fall. We kept our eyes out for the mother but as evening fell it looked like we’d be having a sleepover.
Early this morning we went outside looking for the mother & spied her way up in the tree. We placed the baby (now called Peanuts) in a tree, kept the neighbors cat at bay & waited for the mother to come get him. Soon enough, she descended, wrapped the baby in her arms & carried him back home. What an awesome morning.