Comments on: Pickin’ Squirrel Bones http://www.gazehound.com/pickin-squirrel-bones/ Gayle Nastasi, Animal Communication Consultant Wed, 16 Nov 2011 16:04:36 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Dave http://www.gazehound.com/pickin-squirrel-bones/comment-page-1/#comment-930 Dave Tue, 08 Jun 2010 20:37:21 +0000 http://www.gazehound.com/?p=1603#comment-930 If a squirrel is cute, then a flying squirrel is devastatingly cute. Mostly it's their eyes... they're extra big and shiny... http://www.batguys.com/contact/images/gal-flying-squirrel.jpg http://blogs.seattleweekly.com/voracious/flying%20squirrel.jpg http://tonypratt.com/wp-content/uploads/flying-squirrels-4-5-2008_040508_2224.jpg http://api.ning.com/files/-vHOl5KtLhA4mRO5byDf3E57Mvh031po2zge5kOqPnNC0KrVOCVksGIJLKkZYKWlvW1CPtRVtsbtSEPWiuraI4sdO3Q7-maL/FlyingSquirrel.jpg -dave If a squirrel is cute, then a flying squirrel is devastatingly cute. Mostly it’s their eyes… they’re extra big and shiny…

http://www.batguys.com/contact/images/gal-flying-squirrel.jpg

http://blogs.seattleweekly.com/voracious/flying%20squirrel.jpg

http://tonypratt.com/wp-content/uploads/flying-squirrels-4-5-2008_040508_2224.jpg

http://api.ning.com/files/-vHOl5KtLhA4mRO5byDf3E57Mvh031po2zge5kOqPnNC0KrVOCVksGIJLKkZYKWlvW1CPtRVtsbtSEPWiuraI4sdO3Q7-maL/FlyingSquirrel.jpg

-dave

]]> By: Gayze http://www.gazehound.com/pickin-squirrel-bones/comment-page-1/#comment-929 Gayze Tue, 08 Jun 2010 19:57:30 +0000 http://www.gazehound.com/?p=1603#comment-929 Oh, dear, Dave, that poor flying squirrel! I guess cats have their own agendas, though.... but boy, what an unlucky twist of fate. I've only seen one flying squirrel close up in the wild, though have caught glimpses of others. One night, quite a few summers ago, we were in the bedroom watching television, and heard this loud thump and rattle on the bedroom window screen. Scared the beejeebers out of us. So what I do? Of course, I grab the camera and sneak my head out the front door to see what it is. Thank the powers that be it wasn't a bear, huh? I managed to catch a very blurry, dark picture of a flying squirrel who was looking in the window. Don't recall what show we were watching, but apparently the squirrel enjoyed it. He stayed there for quite a while before he glided away. Oh, dear, Dave, that poor flying squirrel! I guess cats have their own agendas, though…. but boy, what an unlucky twist of fate.

I’ve only seen one flying squirrel close up in the wild, though have caught glimpses of others. One night, quite a few summers ago, we were in the bedroom watching television, and heard this loud thump and rattle on the bedroom window screen. Scared the beejeebers out of us. So what I do? Of course, I grab the camera and sneak my head out the front door to see what it is.

Thank the powers that be it wasn’t a bear, huh?

I managed to catch a very blurry, dark picture of a flying squirrel who was looking in the window. Don’t recall what show we were watching, but apparently the squirrel enjoyed it. He stayed there for quite a while before he glided away.

]]> By: Dave http://www.gazehound.com/pickin-squirrel-bones/comment-page-1/#comment-928 Dave Tue, 08 Jun 2010 19:15:21 +0000 http://www.gazehound.com/?p=1603#comment-928 I love squirrels too, and all critters. In fact, my attic has unwittingly provided a haven to a clan of flying squirrels for some 10-15 years probably. I don't WANT them in there, and now that I look, they HAVE created something of a mess over the years. But a year ago I came started to share my life with this one particular new cat... Marciello. *HE* is a hunter... no question! He's been catching mice and voles and chipmunks (more than I ever see around) and birds and frogs and - yes - flying squirrels. They're *SO* damned cute, and it makes me sad each time he brings one to me. But at the same time, I don't hear the level of activity upstairs that I used to hear, so maybe I can clean the attic up now. :-) I had one funny (?) occurrence a couple of years ago, when I still had another cat (Lil' Guy)(who's gone now). I was sitting at the desk in my upstairs bedroom, which had a temporary opening up into the attic above. Suddenly I hear a light thud. I turn and look - and there's a flying squirrel sitting on the bed just looking at me. He'd apparently jumped down from the attic opening despite my being there. So we stared at each other for a bit. I didn't want to hurt him, but I didn't want him in the room either. So I slowly & cautiously get up, walk around the bed he's sitting on, and manage to open the window without scaring him away. Scaring him? Hell; he's just sitting there watching me. I come slowly back around to the other side of the bed, where I start to move towards him, to encourage him towards the window. He eventually makes his way to and out the window, and onto the roof. As I approach the window, I see him spread his "wings", and off he flies down to the ground. Because he "flew", he went far enough from the house that I could still see him on the ground. And I swear. A second later - my cat (who must've just HAPPENED to have been sitting right there) POUNCED on him and had lunch. 8-o I felt so bad for the poor guy; he braved my presence, he used his brains to leave the room, and he took a daring leap from the roof to the ground... only to have fate snuff his little life in such a sudden and cruel way! At least this current cat has stopped hunting me. He was viscous & nasty for the first half year... until I got him neutered. That seems to have at least made him stop attacking me unprovoked. ;-) I love squirrels too, and all critters. In fact, my attic has unwittingly provided a haven to a clan of flying squirrels for some 10-15 years probably. I don’t WANT them in there, and now that I look, they HAVE created something of a mess over the years. But a year ago I came started to share my life with this one particular new cat… Marciello. *HE* is a hunter… no question! He’s been catching mice and voles and chipmunks (more than I ever see around) and birds and frogs and – yes – flying squirrels. They’re *SO* damned cute, and it makes me sad each time he brings one to me. But at the same time, I don’t hear the level of activity upstairs that I used to hear, so maybe I can clean the attic up now. :-)

I had one funny (?) occurrence a couple of years ago, when I still had another cat (Lil’ Guy)(who’s gone now). I was sitting at the desk in my upstairs bedroom, which had a temporary opening up into the attic above. Suddenly I hear a light thud. I turn and look – and there’s a flying squirrel sitting on the bed just looking at me. He’d apparently jumped down from the attic opening despite my being there. So we stared at each other for a bit. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I didn’t want him in the room either. So I slowly & cautiously get up, walk around the bed he’s sitting on, and manage to open the window without scaring him away. Scaring him? Hell; he’s just sitting there watching me. I come slowly back around to the other side of the bed, where I start to move towards him, to encourage him towards the window.

He eventually makes his way to and out the window, and onto the roof. As I approach the window, I see him spread his “wings”, and off he flies down to the ground. Because he “flew”, he went far enough from the house that I could still see him on the ground. And I swear. A second later – my cat (who must’ve just HAPPENED to have been sitting right there) POUNCED on him and had lunch. 8-o I felt so bad for the poor guy; he braved my presence, he used his brains to leave the room, and he took a daring leap from the roof to the ground… only to have fate snuff his little life in such a sudden and cruel way!

At least this current cat has stopped hunting me. He was viscous & nasty for the first half year… until I got him neutered. That seems to have at least made him stop attacking me unprovoked. ;-)

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