Lunchtime!

I haven't had time to write a whole post for this but I'm just going to load it. This is more of the little girl gray, my 14th little rehab baby (see last post). Not a squirmy little squirrel. Some sit right in your palm like she does. Others get so excited they can't keep the nipple in their mouths and frantically hunt around for what they just spit out. Or they kick with their big back feet, a little like babies kick when you hold them in those chest harnesses... it's cute but it can make it a little tougher to feed them. Not my baby #14. She was easy.



Oh those bright little almond shaped eyes looking right at you!

It's hard to feed a squirrel with one hand and shoot a movie with the other. I figure the subject matter is so engaging you'll forgive me.



And when they shut their eyes because they are in bliss nursing! Only the hardest of hearts would not melt into a puddle....

I just took her back to The Center yesterday and stayed to feed her and be the one to see her go into her new tank with two grays who are a little bigger than her... and make sure that they all got along. Which they did. No problems whatsoever. I stayed to give her the last feeing of the day as well, and that always makes me feel better about returning them.

Today I went back and saw someone else feeding her and she is still the same sweet little love as she is here.