It’s not too often that I get to see something new, but last night was one for the books.
We got some snow yesterday, and it was enough for Rick to start up the snowblower to clean it up. Poor guy had worked all day and it was dark out, but luckily there’s a headlight on the thing so he could see what he was doing.
As I’m watching him clear the area by a couple of the bird feeders outside the bedroom window, I notice something in the Squirrel Buster that wasn’t… normal.
It wasn’t a bird and it wasn’t the normal crazy squirrels that I’m used to. And it didn’t move when Rick approached it.
Seeing this, I thought that it might be caught in the feeder so I grabbed my coat and flashlight and headed outside to see what was going on. This was weird.
When I got to the feeder this is what I saw:
I got about a foot away from this critter and it didn’t budge. It just looked at me like “Um, lady, you’re interrupting my dinner here.” After a couple minutes, I won the standoff and it jumped onto the tree and out of sight.
Come to find out that we have flying squirrels up here in the Northwoods. I’ll be damned! Now I’m sure that others from these parts will probably say that yep, they’re common, but I’ve never seen one in my 11 years up here.
But it was pretty darn cool, I have to say.
Guess I can check that one off the Bucket List.