And the circle of life continues...

After several weeks of not seeing my best gal, going to the park has been a slightly less joyful experience.

It's Fight Club amongst the squirrels as they seek out their winter nests...nearly everyone is pretty chewed up, infected, and looking a bit like war victims. Fauxser was one of them, and the last I saw her, the wounds were impeding her ability to run.

Who know. Maybe her little furry face will reappear, one of these days.

In the meantime, I've been overjoyed to watch (from a distance) the playful antics of a few summer babies. I 'stalked' this one yesterday, and found that if I threw myself onto the ground while still ~10' away, I could slowly crawl (across the sand, pine bark, ant hills, and other organic debris) close enough to get some shots.

My naked elbows and arthritic knees were NOT impressed, but 100+ images later, I was smiling like a kid in a candy store.

This little critter is so young, that he/she has little muscle coordination, which meant that hunting for edible morsels often meant toppling over.

I doubt there's much use for a RECord such as this, but I couldn't resist the urge to share the unimaginable cuteness with everyone...this little reminder of the circle of life.