I’m in a heavily wooded area and up until a week ago, there was a healthy crop of squirrels. The hawks and owls moved in and the squirrels have disappeared. I noticed the same thing last spring and saw both a hawk and an owl make kills in my backyard.
Every year there’s one dominant squirrel that hangs out around the deck and on an oak tree just outside a window. We always give that one a name. Some of the favorites have been Scabby, Scabby II and this year there was one with a beautiful read fur cloak across his shoulders, so with originality we called him, Red.
I fear Red has met his maker.
oops: “beautiful read fur” RED!