What a cutie pie. My husband calls them "tree rats." I was able to get this picture while standing on the back porch. The other ones where through the door.
I toasted some almonds - a little too long - boy did he/she love them.
He ran down, I think he wanted to hide....
I didn't even get back into the kitchen to look out the window and he was back in the feeder. I don't care...he is hungry too.
Remember "Little Ratty Buck?" He is still hanging around. His injury on his hind leg looks better and filling in with fur.
They found the chicken coop. I throw out scraps for the chickens. Here is one running away when I opened the door.
Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.