The Piglet on the Swing

He knows exactly where to go once he sees me; the little swing feeder on the tree gets filled first. He'll climb down the fence and without even looking at me will run up the tree to dive into the swing.
I stand and smile and talk softly. Crazy Cat Slash Squirrel Lady.


The weekend is almost upon us. I think I'll do a VERY happy jig tomorrow afternoon :)