The little darling hadn't budged--in fact, I was beginning to wonder if something was wrong with him. Did he have that huge pod stuck on his front teeth? Had he been frozen in fear? Was he dreaming of all those little red seeds inside the pod?
I may never know, but he let me take several pictures without even flinching, and when I went back inside the house, he still hadn't moved.
Friends, meet squirrel. He's all set for winter.