The only one looking reasonably dry was the juvenile Blackbird who seems to have adopted my garden as a source of easy food. It spends most of the time under an old wooden garden seat next to the feeders and pops out to pick up a morsel and then back under cover.
|From MIDMARSH JOTTINGS|
It is a while since a certain visitor came to the feeders.
Recognise this tail? I bet you guessed who the owner is.
Squirrel Nutkins, of course. I was once again marvelling just how tenuous its hold is when reaching for food. Those claws on the back legs must dig in well accompanied by good strong muscles to support the weight.
A piece of video I took last year as SN raided a peanut feeder with those back claws just hooked over the edge of the slate cover.
At last the Sun is poking through the clouds, just as well as the pond has been toppped up nicely but is very near overflowing now.
Last night when I went to put out a bit of food for the Hedgehogs the smaller one was already there on the paved area so I gently scattered the little bits of peanut. Little hog stayed for a short while making quite peeping noises but eventually ran and hid. It was soon back for its supper (breakfast really) once I had gone back indoors.