Several years ago I was up in a tree, pruning dead limbs. A bunch of sticks and leaves had accumulated in the fork of branches, so I started shaking the tree to get them out.
As you’ve probably guessed, turns out it was a squirrel’s nest, and the next thing I know there’s a baby squirrel hanging by one arm from a branch right in front of me. The look on his face said “ what are you doing, man? I wasn’t doing anything to you!”
Feeling awful, I took a twig, got him to grab it, put him back in the nest and quickly climbed down. Within a minute the mom came frantically through the treetops, picked up her baby and raced off to get away from the madman.
Since then I can’t help but appreciate squirrels. The expression on that little guys face! And they’ve gotta be one of the most acrobatic, athletic creatures on the planet.
Although some once moved into the attic when I dilly-dallied on a house repair rearranging some insulation along waking us up numerous nights. Their persistence is impressive, as it was a battle to keep them out.
Hope you guys don’t intentionally kill any, enough get flattened on the roads as it is.