Bumble

I've often wondered if "my" squirrels ever have babies and if they did would I ever recognise them?
And then I spend a good 20 minutes watching (and laughing at) this Bumble, falling off branches, hiding under leaves and jumping in the air with fright at every bee, bird and even squirrel. Too funny. She still has a pink baby-tummy too :)

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This morning while running I encountered a mole. In the gutter. It was right in front of a house that sounded like it has at least 10 dogs and all the windows were open and all the dogs needed to tell me stuff. Loudly and repeatedly. This did not help the poor lost mole find his way back, and neither did my efforts:
Me: *mutters under breath* "Get back on the grass you mutant human-handed freak!"*tries to block path to guide mole back*
Mole: "GET OUT OF MY WAY! WHERE AM I?"

It was unpleasant for both of us. I hoped that by leaving him the dogs would stop barking and he'd calm down enough to figure out where to go - but I've been feeling bad all day. I guess you can't save them all. Or photograph them all, because I run cameraless :/