The work on the monstrous garage behind us continues, and the giant earth mover still sits on the mud that was once a wildflower meadow. This experience has upset my equilibrium more than I ever thought possible, and I will never adapt to this change. Never.
Animals have no time to indulge in such drama. We’ve had a red squirrel hanging out in our yard for a couple of winters, which is unusual in this neighborhood. It appears as if this little creature has turned the situation to its advantage, and made a home in the earth mover.
After stuffing its mouth with seeds, it scampers up the immense treads and disappears into the cab, adding to what must be a sizable cache. I wonder if it sleeps in there too.
Sometimes, it pops out the back to gaze defiantly down on the construction chaos.
I have to admire how this tiny animal shrugged off the noise and disruption and even found itself a new shelter – in other words, adapting.
Digging RI 
And if someone tries to run that machine, he may be in for a nasty surprise! Red squirrels tend not to be the most pleasant of the squirrel family, and in addition to dining on the seeds, he may have a penchant for chewing on wires! 🙂 You go, little guy (or gal)!
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I hear you. It’ll be interesting to see what happens when the operator starts that thing up again. I hope the squirrel won’t be evicted, and that this is just a place to stash some seeds.
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I tellya, you sure made a fine photo capture with this one. If you didn’t have to look at it, I’d guess you’d rather the squirrel use the earth mover than the humans.
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Most definitely, Lee. I found it very uplifting to see how bold and busy he was, just getting on with his life. Not brooding about it like me.
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That’s animals for you. They simply adapt to whatever we force on them. Kind of sad in a way, really.
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I agree, Martha. It is kind of sad.
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