Young female squirrel
She knows I'm at the window with my camera...
... and doesn't know for sure about me...
House finch
Time for a bit of relaxation...
Then she spotted an already-hulled sunflower seed just beyond her reach. Instead of clambering to her feet, she simply pulled herself forward with her front feet.
Chipping sparrow -- our littlest sparrow
If you click on these pictures to enlarge them, then press the forward arrow on your keyboard to go through them, you'll see that her tail is really busy.
She decided to come get a closer look at me... so she came around the railing corner...
...closer...
... and closer ...
"Are you my friend?"
She's still creeping closer...
All that nervous creeping closer to see me worked up her appetite again!
She really likes the block of seed and suet I just put in the holder.
It's three-quarters gone already.
Baby finch thinks he sees his father --
-- but it was the wrong Papa Finch. Just look at the dejected droop of that tail.
But --- oh! Is that Papa Finch?
Yes! It is!
Watching as Papa Finch grabs some sunflower seeds off the patio table...
... and now Papa found an already-hulled seed -- right between Sonny's feet.
"I need food! I need food! I need food!"
"Com'on, pleeeeeze?"
(Look at that; he's every bit as big as his father, if not bigger.)
"Aaccckkk, kids. They're sooo demanding."
Watch baby hunker down low, trying to appear as little and helpless as possible, the better to coax Dad into feeding him."
Here's the brother to the little girl squirrel. He strrretched from the deck rail to the feeder, helped himself to the sunflower seed... and then lost his grip on the rebar, wound up hanging from the feeder by his front paws, and barely managed to swing himself back around and scramble to the rail.
How 'bout that? Did you know the entire bottom of a squirrel's foot is all leathery pad?
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