Many of you have asked me if I this photograph is real and do I really do climb trees? Well I have a confession to make. My squirrel obsession has indeed landed me trouble many a time but none so much as the day I climbed the tree.
So here is the story behind the photograph.
My thoughts were interrupted by a violent shaking of a branch, and a lot of screeching from my human. Ignoring the situation, I tried to spy on the people sitting at the café, to see if anybody had dropped any scraps I could hoover up on the way home. To my astonishment a crowd had gathered under the tree and there was much discussion about climbing, firemen and paramedics. The humans started trying to get me to jump, but I was too busy watching the group gourmandising on salami and mozzarella Panini with extra chips.
I didn’t notice the man climbing onto the branch, until I felt the branch starting to bow dangerously. I tried to point out that the branch would only hold the weight of a skeletal specimen such as myself, but to no avail. The branch had bowed to just above my humans head, when I felt a tug at my collar, and legs flaying fell into the arms of my human. There was a lot of clapping and cheering so ran away to hide in the copse by the football field.
Extract from The squirrel Diaries , The Trials & Tribulations of Molly The Wally.
Now you know why this happens........
Don’t forget tomorrow is Park Day hosted by Gizmo here. and Finn here pop over to see details. We will be joining in with a special event we had on our park last week.