Telltale Tracks


 I'd always believed that squirrels hibernated.  I was wrong.  And only a little thought would have led me to the truth.  If squirrels hibernated in winter, they wouldn't be such pests at the bird feeders.  Ha!  But they have stashed tons of nuts away for these cold snaps, and stored them in random caches all over.  Apparently this squirrel was out raiding his store of nuts. 

This picture is from last week; or whenever it was that it snowed.  Bella and I took a walk around the place and found these tracks; squirrel and a mouse, I presume.  Rarely have I ever seen mouse tracks in the snow.  

Today it is still quite cold.  It was 10 degrees at 2 AM, when I took the dog out for a potty break.  Now at 7:30 AM, it's 13 degrees.  The sun is just about to rise over the back ridge.  We are forecast for rain all this coming week.  For tomorrow we will still have super frigid temps so the rain will be freezing rain and will ice everything up until it warms up later in the afternoon.  We suspect they will cancel school for tomorrow due to that forecast.  Ellen is just as glad, though she has several projects she needs to be working on.  They are supposed to be working on them as groups in a couple of her classes.  


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Donna. W said…
The grandson next door messaged me this morning to say the roads are too slick, so he's staying home.
January 22, 2024 at 7:23 AM
Calfkeeper said…
It is very slick here, too. It was supposed to warm up this afternoon, but at 1 pm, it's still 33 degrees out, and there is still ice on the trees. The snowplow went by though, scraping the roads a bit, maybe folks can get around a bit safer. We are staying put though.
January 22, 2024 at 1:10 PM
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