A minute of a squirrels life
Squirrels Bright eyes, darting as their tails shake Delicate hands reaching for seed on the floor tail now moving over his back the crack of his voice, not his another warns him, my territory fight suddenly rushing off up a tree in a spiral, ever upwards through the branches, and back down larking over the ground, through the leaves into the next tree chasing and being chased exhausting ignored bu the starlings and the cats