I’ve seen only one young squirrel in this year’s crop, but I’m sure this one’s mine—that is, I am sure that, by feeding his mom copiously, I helped bring him into being. What pride!
And, today I verified that it’s a male, for he stood up while eating a peanut, and, sure enough, he had a penis. So, I’m asking readers what I should call him. I’m sure he’ll be around for a while, for, as you can see, he’s in very good shape. Here he is drinking water and nomming his seeds (he went for the birdseed, too):