My buddy, Snort

This very friendly squirrel was a good chum. He'd regularly climb up my jeans or sit on my lap and grab/eat a peanut. We called him Snort because he did a little snort or sneeze every time he put a peanut in his mouth. Actually, sometimes I would put a long peanut between my lips and he'd fetch it from there. He was a sweetie and we miss him. We last saw him in September 2009 after three years of entertainment. Or was it four? ...when his mama, Nicky, brought him around to show him where the nice people lived who have the good eats. Snort ended up with a nicked hear just like his mother.

Back-blipped 20 March 2011.