The Day the Squirrel Got the Bird Feeder

We had yet another wintry weather event on Wednesday that featured about five inches of snow, followed by several inches of sleet. Penn State was closed again; just one of an unprecedented number of cancellations this year. What this meant, practically speaking, is that I was at home and thus available to do the lion's share of the shoveling out. Thanks, Penn State.

Early in the morning, my husband let out a shout while he was standing near the front windows. What was that huge furry creature on top of the bird feeder? Oh my, what a fuzzy, fuzzy squirrel!

My husband usually tries to chase the squirrels away from the feeders, but on this morning, conditions being what they were, he relented. And so we simply stood by the window and watched the squirrel eat. Here is a photo of the squirrel as it finished its breakfast and prepared to dismount the feeder.

The soundtrack: Springsteen and crew, with Hungry Heart.