Face to face with the squirrel

One of the advantages of living where I do is that there are lots of trees all around. That means lots of birds and squirrels.

And, living on the second floor as I do, the birds in the plane tree just outside are tantalisingly close. They are frequent visitors to the balcony, especially the wood pigeons. Unfortunately, I can rarely get there quickly enough - they nearly always spot me before I get a chance to pounce.

The squirrel, on the other hand, is quite cheeky. He roots around for any leftover spring bulbs and isn't afraid to try and outstare me when I'm behind glass. However, when the French window is open, it's a different story. I chase out after him and he instantly leaps down to the bushes below. I know how to fend off intruders.