Mister Squirrel

Brown, whiskey brushy tail who jumps from the roof top to the tree just as easy as can be. Round and round mister squirrel goes onto the tree trunk. Not a worry or care has he. He sits on the branch looking down at the bird feeder and those silly cats who watch him through their window each day. Higher he goes, with a nut held tightly to be hidden so when winter comes he can have him a snack. Sitting proudly making his tail go into a curl form, so bushy, brown as he shows of for the cats he is teasing, letting them know they will never get him. Bushy, Furry, he is quit amazing as he sits on the branch, jumping to the roof top down he hops and off to new adventures.

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Robin Davis

Date: 9/27/2013 6:05:00 PM

this is creative and humorous full of fun and uniqueness gives the reader a smile.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 6/14/2011 12:05:00 AM

Cute one, Rhonda. We have a family of squirrels that have learned to climb poles and suspend from ropes to feast upon the bird seen in feeders. I bought a squirrel feeder so I could watch them bounce as they eat. They don't use it, but the birds do! LOL Wildlife is so much fun.