Early on in the day on Sunday, we noticed a large squealing sound coming from outside. I jumped up to investigate through the sliding glass back door. What did I see?
Our dear old Milo had caught a squirrel! It was flailing, he would let it go, it would run a few steps, he would catch it and play with it, repeat a couple of times before I gathered my wits. I wanted to help the little squirrel man. The squirrel then hid behind some boxes that were right next to my back door. In order to avoid having the little guy run inside my house (where there are more cats!), I went through my front door and around the side of the house.
Milo was showing some interest in the boxes and the squirrel was giving loud, low, screeches. Eventually, Milo lost interest and the squirrel was quiet. The boxes were wedged against a corner so he was pretty snug, plus, he could jump in the boxes as well. I tried to nudge the box with my toe a wee bit, he wouldn't run out. I tried to squirt some water, he wouldn't run out. Not wanting to provoke him any further, I decided to go back inside and watch the back door for a while. No real further interest from Milo and no peeps from the squirrel. Milo came in and out of the house throughout the day, as he does, and still no sight of the squirrel.
In the evening, we went out and nudged the box around and made some noise. No peeps. At this point, we believed the squirrel to be gone and victorious.
Fast forward to yesterday. I go to open the blinds on the back door. What do I see? Little tufts of fur everywhere, a furry little tail, and a back foot. I don't know if it was the same squirrel or really how he even managed to catch a squirrel. He just left the "leftovers" on the porch. DH is removing the little bits that are left. I feel bad for the little squirrel. Hubby says it is nature and the circle of things. I sincerely hope it is not the squirrel that I had "adopted". (There is/was a squirrel that has been the subject of several of my photography assignments. He was good about staying still for several photos, poses, and slower film speeds.)
R.I.P. Little Squirrel
Has anyone else had "presents" like this before?
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