Scrapper

I frightened this little guy up to the top of the elder tree this morning when I climbed up to fill up the sunflower seeds.  He wasn't to be tempted with a handful of peanuts and he wasn't for coming back down quickly.  So I took my big lens out to him.  I've nicknamed him Scrapper because he's one of four squirrels which visit the tree, some more clever than others at getting the peanuts out of their feeder.  They are always scrapping and I reckon that is why he has a torn ear.