After I moved into our new home, one afternoon as I read in the sunshine on the patio I was startled by a gray squirrel which jumped into my lap, then leaped off and scurried away. What strange behavior!
Since then, the furry little guy has trained my husband and I well to do his bidding. Several times a day, he climbs on a log next to the patio windows and stares at us. If we don’t respond at once he bats at the window with his paws. When he sees one of us stand up (we’re usually lounging at the dining room table) he knows we’re about to toss four peanuts out the door for him. He’s waiting on the door mat, nearly ready to enter the house when we open the door.
After we close the door, he stuffs a peanut into his jaws and dashes out of sight around the corner of the house. One by one, he carries off all four. Soon he may return and beg for more, but we have a limit of eight a day. We think maybe he buries most of our gifts. Will we eventually find peanut plants growing around our yard?