Squirreling Around

As the snow melts and the sun shines, we all attempt to enjoy the not so treacherous conditions. So although last spring I had a hit out on these little creatures, today, I thoroughly enjoyed their antics. You see, I've named them Chip & Dale (or Della-don't really know what it is). I'm referring to the squirrels who live in the trees in our back yard.

You see, as a new home owner, I probably went out last spring/summer and purchased all kinds of flowers and bulbs. Not even days after I would plant them, these little animals would dig them up or chew them to pieces. I was highly offended, disappointed, and frustrated by their blatant disregard for my budding landscape. Not to mention all the money I wasted. It was as if they watched me plant them and as soon as I turned my back, they were right there ready for a meal.

Although I didn't appreciate their natural instincts, I do enjoy their playfulness. Today, as Greg and I sat on the couch, I saw Chip (I always call the first one I see Chip) run along the fence. I usually jump right up to go see what they're doing (still paranoid I guess), but today I just stayed in my seat. Then I thought I saw Dale going in the opposite direction. Soon after I thought they were really active and consistently running back and forth. I then noticed an extra visitor so I got up just in time to see a group of squirrels chasing each other all over the yard. It was really hard to keep track, but I think there were six of them. It looked like they were having a wonderful time. Up the tree, down the fence, through the yard, and across the wires. I don't know how long I stood there watching, but I realize that I have an affinity for these little furry frolickers.

Some animal lovers at work suggested that I feed them. Not sure if I'm ready for all that, however, I think we have an understanding. I don't plant any flowers for them to eat, and they will provide free natural entertainment. I recognize that they were only doing what came naturally to them. They really didn't mean any harm. And just think, I would not have had this refreshing experience if I shot them all with my bb gun.

I hope the rest of the crew was simply over for a visit. Maybe a family reunion or something. I don't know if I can handle six squirrels at my screen watching me eat dinner, but Chip & Dale are more than welcome to stick around.