Wow. A month of blogging by this motley crew after a winter of slack–er, hibernation. Ol’ Wally here did his part and my regular column falls on the dreaded ‘day after.’
What’s a squirrel to do, but sit back and have a drink? Of water, of course.
Our Reston streams attract regular visitors. Hickory and Nutmeg saw this one–too far for this old squirrel to travel–but mind you, this was a week ago. We’re getting some nightly heavy rain here in the mid-Atlantic. We squirrels are smart enough to stay away from the flooding streams and trust you humans will, too.