DAYS OF OUR BACKYARD SQUIRRELS
Stubby bounced through the backyard, a black walnut held securely in his jaw, one eye out for a place to store it, the other eye out for TomCat. Tom had not been out much since the weather turned cold, but any squirrel knows it's never safe to assume there's no prowling menace just out of sight. He... Sign in to see full entry.