Don’t let his “cute-ness” distract you. I’m pretty sure he’s the one who ate my muffins and stole my underwear.
After posing for me, he tore off to protect his snack, an apple the size of hi head, and with expert ease, bounced from tiny tree branch to tiny tree branch, over my head.
But I was not deterred. Sure, the ground was wet and I was in sock feet. But I wanted a really good mug shot for future reference. I’m on to you, Red Squirrel!