You can’t come in
May 28th, 2008 at 10:28 am (Apartment living)
There’s a baby squirrel who keeps coming up on my balcony. Last night my husband and I was watching him and what appeared to be a pregnant squirrel, out by the tree. Squirrels really do have a personality all of their own. He was over by the bushes across our driveway area. They was chasing each other and playing they came over ran on to the tree.
I just wonder how they run around a tree the way they do. The pregnant squirrel jump down to the ground. The little one I am amusing he male but not sure, he sure is bold. He stared at my husband and I for a few seconds. I told my husband he is looking at us. They went running under the balcony so we stop watching them. I think the little should be named Delsey, he was cute. A few minutes past and then he was on the balcony, it’s normally the young one who decide they have to up root all my tender plants in the pots. So I was watching him more closely now since he was up there. Don’t worry I wouldn’t let Otis get him, Otis would probably try to mother it.
He came up to the patio door looking for a way in, you can’t come in. It was funny he seemed so intent on exploring the door. The little squirrel was running the width of the patio door, and I guess he didn’t see the balcony ledge go away because he fall of the window pane which isn’t very big out there. Finally Otis got interested but just a little to late.
