21 hours later...

I planned on posting as soon as I arrived home from camp (after showering and starting laundry, of course) yesterday, but things didn't work out that way. After lunch provided by mom, I went into my room to take a short nap. The time was 1:00 in the afternoon.

10:00 in the morning today on Sunday, or 21 hours later, I woke up. That is why I didn't post anything yesterday. So, without further adieu, we will begin. This could take more than one day, because getting up at 6:00 in the morning and going to bed at 12:00 makes for a very long day. In fact, I won't start until later today. Right now it will just be my Camera Critter. :)


This is Slick, our resident Gold-Mantled Squirrel, not to be confused with the chipmunk. Slick was great at picking up crumbs, but he sometimes got in the way. I was sitting at one of the camp tables eating a granola bar, and he came around to pick up after me. He was getting two or three inches away from my foot-he must see so many campers that he's not afraid anymore. I shifted my position a little bit to get more comfortable and all of the sudden I heard an awful shriek. I looked down to see where it was coming from, and there was Slick, pushing against my foot. I had accidentally set my foot down on top of his tail. Poor thing; he was stuck! I let him go with an apology, after which he ran up a tree and began to berate me for several minutes. Still he didn't leave, and spent five days gorging himself on our forgotten crumbs. Slick will definitely have a good winter.