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From: "marysaerie" <>
Subject: Re: [PD-LIFE] Crazy Elmer?
Date: Tue, 18 Oct 2005 18:42:33 -0400
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Well, Rick, Crazy Elmer was another of my 'pet' squirrels.
At one time, I had several very short stumps in my back yard because my birch trees had become diseased and needed to be removed. My lawn sloped up the back yard half way, then leveled out and ran back to a tree line of small blue spruce (my neighbor's) at the top. I would go out and fill the bird feeders and put out nuts for the squirrels, then stand back and watch them from inside my enclosed patio. I just loved their acrobatics.
As I was watching the circus one day, one squirrel--which was a little bit smaller than the others and had
a little bit fluffier tail--tried to join the rest at the base of one bird feeder where they had dumped out the seed
and were having a feast. Well, this poor little guy didn't stand a chance. The rest of them ganged up on
him and chased him away.
He decided to take a seat on the stump which was at the crest of the slope to wait for his turn to have some thing to eat. This little squirrel was quite cute, having a rather large white patch on his chest that sort of looked like a bib. As I was watching him, he launched himself off the stump, stretched himself out full length, landed on the grass, and rolled down the slope to the bottom, just like a kid. When he stopped rolling, he just laid very still for few seconds, then jumped up, scampered back up the hill, got on the stump and did it all over again several times. He put on quite a performance.
Several days later, I was watching again, and the same scenario occurred with the others chasing this poor little squirrel away. This time, instead of running to the stump, he ran to the line of spruces. Starting at the very first tree (there were 5 or 6 in the row), he ran up one side to about 3/4 of the way up, then down the other side, raced to the next tree and did the same thing, continuing all the way to the end of the row. From there, he scampered to the stump and launched himself down the hill. I decided to name him Crazy Elmer.
We would watch him by the hour.
He would always quit when it was his turn to eat. I finally started putting a couple of nuts on the stump just for him - sort of his pay for the entertainment. A couple of times, other squirrels would try to steal the nuts from Elmer, and he would go after them, hammer and tongs. They finally left him alone, but still wouldn't let him eat with them. This went on for a couple of years. But alas, poor little Elmer met his doom. I turned the corner on my way to work one morning, and there was Elmer SPLAT! in the middle of the road. I knew it was he, because of the large white bib. I think I actually shed a tear. He was one of a kind.
----- Original Message -----
From: Richard Berkheiser
Sent: Tuesday, October 18, 2005 1:34 AM
Subject: [PD-LIFE] Crazy Elmer?
Another day I will tell you about Crazy Elmer.
Mary in her Aerie
OK, Mary! Now you have me curious! Who's Crazy Elmer? :-)