A hawk has eaten most of his siblings. He fell from the tree and followed me around the roof all day. I couldn't get him back up the tree and besides, it's freezing tonight, and the hawk is waiting for him. So he's staying with me till it's warm enough to release him into my backyard where there are many trees.
For now, his name is Mikey. Here he is, sleeping on a warmed rice-sock that I made for him; I found out that baby squirrels can't make their own body heat. Tomorrow I'll go buy some Esbilac and carrots. Wish me luck with keeping Mikey from the big bad hawk!
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