Chewing the fat

Desperate times = desperate measures. The creatures are hungry and almost all the feeders are empty, except the berry fat one. One of the big-tailed male squirrels made short work of this last drop of fat. When I filled the feeders later in the day, I counted four big-tailed squirrels and the squirrel with the short tail (probably lost to a cat). There were plenty of birds in the feeding queue, too.

I think I'm coming down with a cold - probably all my shivering in the shallow end yesterday hasn't done me any good.