Squirrely Wirly gets a home page

                                      
            on Chip's head                  on deck                       on the Ickster

This little squirrel was rescued by the Chipster while excavating one day in early spring 1997. Chip kept him in his flannel shirt pocket for the rest of that day so he was warm enough. We bought formula and fed him through an eyedropper then a tipless syringe type deal until he could eat solid foods. Chip named him something I don't remember but I always called him Squirrely Wirly. I loved it when he would hide himself in the crook of my arm so just his tail and nose showed. He was a friendly squirrel and would dash around but always come back to us when we let him loose outside on the deck. For a couple months he lived in our house in a large cage until it was warm enough outside. Then we left the cage open on the deck so he had a safe home to return to until he stopped coming around for food. We still see him occasionally and he knows his name but we don't touch him anymore, just talk to and sometimes feed him.

                                               
  coming up Chip's pantleg                      snuggling  w/me       

 
  face off