For the past few days I’ve been hearing scuttling noises outside my window. Since I keep the blinds closed by my desk, as the sunlight makes it hard to see my computer, I thought it was just snow or ice falling off the roof. Yesterday, however, I opened the blinds because the noise was insistent. And, lo and behold, I found an eastern gray squirrel (Sciurus carolinensis) building a nest on my windowsill. It (sex is indeterminate yet, and both sexes build nests) is breaking off stems of Virginia creeper to make the framework, and rearranging the twigs in what seems to be a haphazard manner (I’m sure there’s method in its madness, though).
I’m not sure why this crazed rodent was building a nest in the middle of a snowstorm, but maybe it’s preparing for baby season. I thought that squirrels also built nests to protect them from winter’s ravages, and it’s a bit late for that.
Right now there’s just a roughly circular pile of twigs, which the frenetic squirrel supplements and rearranges at random times.
I will of course keep readers updated on what happens next.