The squirrel was sitting, tucked in the joint of the trunk and a branch, totally focused on the neighbor's cat, who sleeps in Charlie's dog house and hunts under my house.
(It's the mouse killer I have had to listen to as she attacks mice nests between my walls & the siding. SIGH!)
This squirrel was really giving the cat "What For!" Loudly and with great intensity.
I was stunned the squirrel was so engrossed it failed to hear Charlie & I approach from the back yard.
The Cat was slinking away from the fence and the squirrel. It looked back at me almost to say... "I'm not up to dealing with this crazy Squirrel." Then the cat caught sight of Charlie. Lolol. She lowered her head and slunk away even faster.
I was standing amazed looking from Squirrel to cat to Charlie, who was waiting for me to throw his ball.
Finally I took three steps forward so I could look at the Squirrel face on. The tree was bare of leaves so great opportunity to get a close up view. No camera but still 8-)...
It was a very close encounter... the limb the angry Squirrel was on was at most only 4 feet above my head. To far to reach with my hand - which I'd be crazy to try.
As I took the final step the Squirrel turned it's head, jumped around and raced off jumping from branch to branch on tree to tree.
Chittering with even more intensity, it made its way into the nearby Oaks and Maples. Silence fell as it found safety.
Charlie is still at my side with his eyes locked on his ball. The neighbor's cat is crouched on the lowest step of their back porch giving me, or perhaps Charlie, what looks like the Evil Eye.
I burst out laughing. Charlie is oblivious to the cat and the squirrel. But that look from the cat was pretty intense. I think she was planning on a Squirrel breakfast. Or perhaps dreaming of one.
The Squirrel, whom I was rooting for, was not happy with me at all. I think he thought his angry discourse was convincing the cat Not to mess with it.
I am totally serious when I say when the squirrel finally saw me, it became totally disgusted. It's chittering took on an even angrier tone.
I had put out extra peanuts in the feeders. I always do after storms. As I tossed Charlie's ball out back, I caught a glance of the closet feeder. There were still a number of nuts still there.
I think the Cat and I, and maybe Charlie, really screwed up this poor Squirrel's morning. Hope it finally got it's breakfast.
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