We’re apparently operating a full-service spa resort for squirrels now.
Not only do they feed on all of the free bird seed that they can eat, I found this one waiting patiently for its full-body massage.
I’ll admit, there was a second when I thought that it might have eaten too much bird seed and died, spread eagled, content to have died doing what it loved most.
Then I saw the other one similiarly splayed out a few feet away. I’ve never seen other squirrels lie like this, but it must be comfortable because both of them do it on every hot day now.
Whatever! They’re weird. Sort of goes with the job description for “squirrel” I guess.
At least in this yard.