We are blessed to live next to a creek filled with all sorts of urban wildlife, from cottontails to coyotes and just about everything in between.  One adaptable critter I have always loved is the squirrel.  They’re cheeky little creatures and I enjoy watching them.  We have two bird feeders with seed designed to attract songbirds but no matter where I place them, those naughty squirrels always manage to find a way to get to the food.  After hearing jays recently I dashed out only to find the picture you see here.  I have long found it fascinating that blue jays mimic the cries of hawks to frighten other birds and competitors away.  Unfazed, he kept greedily shoving the seed in his mouth until he realized he’d been discovered.  My little one was laughing as I scolded him and he scampered off.  I made her a bet that in five minutes he’d be back.  So we went inside, set a timer, and waited.  Sure enough we returned to find him gorging himself again at the feeder; only this time he was hanging upside down!  The closer I got the more frantically he began stuffing himself.  I scolded him for a second time as a few mourning doves looked on.  Our little girl keenly noticed a large nest in one of our tall trees nearby; clearly he had made himself at home.  Squirrels are scatter hoarders, meaning they do not put their food supply all in one place.  This guy here was fervently stashing his reserves in two places that I could tell … in his cheeks and down his gullet.  The Australian actor Liam Hemsworth said, “How comedic are squirrels?  We don’t have squirrels in Australia.  The first time I saw a squirrel was at a meeting at Disney.”  I may have mentioned before that my husband hilariously and aptly refers to squirrels as “blub blubs.”  If we see one sacked out on our fence my beloved will say, “Look, he’s blubbing out.”  So my husband has managed to turn his description of squirrels into both a noun and a verb; yet another reason why I adore him.  We are animal lovers and our family does not wish the squirrels any harm.  As for keeping the “blub blubs” away from our bird feeders though, they have me going a bit squirrely.