There is one squirrel that has adopted our back yard as "his". We have several squirrels that visit our yard every day but this little guy is easy to recognize. He is smaller than all the other squirrels. His coloring is somewhat lighter and his tail is always jerking. He must get his meth somewhere and then come here because he cannot stand still. And he streaks around the back yard like lightening. And his acrobatic prowess far surpasses any of the other squirrels. He can jump higher and climb better and he loves to hang upside down in trees, on top of the house from the rain gutter, even on the table cloth on the outside table. Seriously, this guy isn't going to have a long life, his heart will not be able to take it.
Several times this squirrel has jumped onto the wall at our kitchen window. He must have grown grippers as well as nimble feet because he can hang onto the siding and climb up like Spiderman. His goal is to climb high enough so he can dive onto the homemade bird feeder that hubby made. Remember the micro tray that hubby made into a bird feeder?
I can hear the scratching and climbing from where I sit at my computer in the next room, so I get up and pound on the big kitchen window and shake my finger at him. He deems to look my way and I swear it looks like he is laughing at me because he just continues toward his goal. So I open the back door and yell at him. He will not get down. So I walk out there and tell him to get down. He does but then he jumps into the large pot and tears up the plants and runs far away and stops and looks at me.
I have moved that planter a few times and he will eat anything that starts to grow in it.
Sometimes he will jump down and almost stomp his feet and run into the bushes at the side of the yard and pull and shake the bushes like he is having a truly horrible hissy fit. Then he turns around and runs back and jumps on the wall and I go out and we start all over.
No wonder I am tired.