That baby squirrel won't stay out from underneath the potting bench. We even cleaned it out to make it less appealing. The baby ran up a near by tree and waited a while and then came right back. Teenage Monkey was still sorting pots and the squirrel moved right back in. I think Momma squirrel may have moved on so the baby is on it's own. We left it some pecans and water and left the potting bench in such a way that it can hide from the cats. In the meantime, I guess we have a squirrel to add to the menagere. I should be able to snap some pictures if it continues to insist the potting bench is home.
Now, what are we going to call it?
Nola already tagged it Baby S. Any other suggestions?
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