The Cyril Clan Expands

I counted nine squirrels in the garden today — all at the same time.Nine!And among them were several little ‘uns — much smaller, daft as brushes, and clearly this year’s babies bouncing around like they’ve just discovered gravity is optional. They’re proper chaotic, just like their mums, chasing each other, attempting daring leaps, and generally treating the garden like their own personal adventure playground.So now we have:

• The Littlies (the tiny birds)
• And the Little ‘uns (the baby squirrels)

The garden is officially overrun with small chaotic beings who have zero chill and even less spatial awareness. The adults are bad enough, but these youngsters look like they’re running on pure sugar and bad decisions.It’s been a tough few days, but seeing all these new little squirrels tumbling around the garden brought a proper smile to my face. Nature keeps turning over, even when we’re still sad about what we’ve lost.The Cyril Clan is expanding.
The garden is getting louder, messier, and significantly more entertaining.Welcome to the madhouse, little ‘uns. Try not to break too many things… (though let’s be honest, you probably will).