While working in my home office, I look forward to a visit from Buddha Buddy, a friendly squirrel with half a tail who hops up towards our back door everyday, usually in mid afternoon, but often in the morning as well, looking for peanuts. When he gets to the bottom step, he sits up, with his paunchy belly hanging in Buddha fashion (hence, his name Buddha; Buddy was affixed by my wife, who feels that everyone on earth should have a surname), and waits for his feeding. If any other squirrels want a peanut from his rations, he chases them away in not a buddy sort of way, asserting his authority over the territory.
Rather than eat the peanuts at the base of the steps, Buddha Buddy hops over to a patio chair nearby, jumps up on it, and eats and enjoys his dinner like any civilized being.
Sometimes when we spot him in our neighbor’s yard, my wife, Carole, holding a peanut up in the air, will call him: “Buddha Buddy, look at what I got”, and he comes hopping sometimes as much as a hundred yards to get that peanut, and countless others.
Once I figure out how to work that digital camera I bought for my wife a year ago, I will post some pictures of him on the blog, because he is the cutest little guy (or girl, not sure yet) I’ve ever seen, besides my three cats and the stray cat we named “Circles”.