Last week I had several unusual visitors to my back yard. The most exciting was the little red squirrel (more officially called the Douglas squirrel and also called a chickaree or pine squirrel) in the photo above. While we are pretty much overrun with the large Eastern Gray squirrel, it’s rare to see a red squirrel. In the fourteen years that I’ve lived here, I’ve only seen a red squirrel in my neighborhood three times, although I’ve spotted them in the more upscale neighborhood adjacent to mine a few times over the past two years. (Apparently, they are snobs!)
I was so excited to see one in the birch tree next to the bird/squirrel feeder. “It’s Li’l Red!” I shouted to no one. I quickly grabbed my camera and started snapping. Then I heard a growl and a black streak shot past me, ending at the base of the birch tree. Trouble (my black and white cat) materialized out of the streak and sat there twitching his tail. He stared at Li’l Red with his most blood-thirsty, wide-eyed stare and I felt my hope of having a red squirrel join my dray evaporate. While Trouble has never bothered the gray squirrels, he clearly saw Li’l Red as prey. I retrieved Trouble and locked him in the house, then watched as Li’l Red looked around and, finding no food, climbed over the fence and out of my yard. I wanted to feed and befriend Li’l Red so bad but I knew I couldn’t. 😦
Other visitor was this olive green/yellow bird that I never did get a very good photo of.
I have no idea what it is. When the flash of yellow first caught my eye, I thought it was a female goldfinch but then I realized it was much too big. It came to the feeder for three or four days and I haven’t seen it since. I guess it was just passing through, whatever it was.
I also spotted these two birds splashing in the bird bath.
I’m guessing that they are juvenile robins but I suppose they could be another type of thrush. I was hoping to see more of them but they haven’t been back.
Strangely, Trouble didn’t show any interest in these birds. I’m so glad he and Scooby have lost interest in bird hunting. I’ve enjoyed watching birds in the bird bath and I’d like to be able to keep water in it so they continue to visit. But, poor Li’l Red had better not come back!