Early this morning, I was sitting alone in the office, at the computer. A sudden tapping on the window-pane next to me startled me out of my Farmville-induced torpor, and I looked up to see a squirrel gazing in at me. He was standing on the windowsill with that sort of could-you-move-your-car-it’s-blocking-my-Range-Rover expression on his face. I gawped back at him. I don’t normally get this close to squirrels. He paced back and forth on the windowsill for a bit, tapped the pane again, and finally shot me a disparaging look before climbing past me onto the roof.
Did I have my camera to hand during this? Of course not. So here is one Bunty took earlier – in October, to be precise. It may or may not be the same squirrel, but it provides the clue as to what today’s one wanted: Bunty has been feeding them.