Lady pulls up to my house. Gets out of her car. Starts casing the joint. If it weren't for her age (65+) and her squirrel sweatshirt I would have been nervous. She then identified herself, "I'm from the wildlife museum and we are trying to relocate some baby squirrels who we rescued from an attic nearby. We like to keep them in the same neighborhood. Do you have good trees in your backyard?"
They set up their high-tech pulley system.
I do apologize for not getting a close up the squirrel sweatshirt, but look closely.
Heck yes.
"Do you have any dogs?"
No cuz we have been waiting for years to host rescued squirrels.
She surveyed my backyard. It was perfect for them squirrels. We were the chosen ones. She fostered the babes in her home and her squirrel cage for two more weeks until they were ready to be released into the wild of my backyard.
Then she came back to my house with five squirrels and her posse (two other senior citizens) ready to place the nesting box on our big redwood.
They readied their equipment - duct tape, ropes, and bungee cords.
They set up their high-tech pulley system.
I do apologize for not getting a close up the squirrel sweatshirt, but look closely.
Victory! Rosie the squirrel emerged. See that tail? That's a squirrel tail. Bet you never seen one of those before. You're welcome. You can come visit my rabies yard and see our rare, attic-born, rescued, foster raised squirrels anytime. For five dollars.
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