The Squirrel Circus is in town.
It’s in town because I made the Squirrel Circus here. No, this isn’t another story about that ex-boyfriend who went off to join the circus. You’re welcome.
This post really is about squirrels I got to jump through hoops, sort of. It’s more like running through tubes and boxes than jumping through hoops, but close enough.
At the state park I’m camped at, my volunteer job (in exchange for free RV parking) is to sell permits, help customers, stock shelves, tidy up the place, etc. In the downtime I started building a Squirrel Obstacle Course.
No lie.
When Park Officials come to check how the park is doing, I tell them it’s our Squirrel Enrichment Program. One asked if I had a degree in Animal Psychology.
BWAAHAHAHAAA!
The squirrel acrobats are: PeeWee (a tame-ish female, currently pregnant again, and mother of at least one of the following squirrels), Jr. (aka “Hangin'” <— ahe name the Rangers gave him), Rocky (a male, very skittish), and Cinnamon (a female, also very skittish).
The Squirrel Obstacle Course/Habitrail is perched on a picnic table, right in front of the office entrance. You can’t miss it when you walk in.
As you can see it’s made from used drink bottles and cardboard boxes. And a LOT of tape.
It’s my pride and joy.
People come to the park and stop before going inside to wonder at the odd arrangement of plastic tubes (the bottles) and cardboard boxes all wrapped with too much packing tape.
They ask, ‘What’s inside?’ or ‘What are you trappin’?’ This is Texas after all, so their first thought is that it’s a trap. Naturally.
I then explain the wonderful-awesomeness that is the Squirrel Obstacle Course/Habitrail.
It’s at this point that most people regard me with a blank stare as if to wonder of my sanity. Then they utter, ‘Huh’ while walking away, shaking their head. (This really does happen often.)
Some are actually brave enough to say that I’m probably not all that sane. (There’s no holding back in Texas.)
I agree with them. We all know I’d be lying if I said I was sane. And they don’t even know about this blog.
PeeWee and Jr. are the two squirrels brave enough to enter the squirrel obstacle course. They are both seen in the above video compilation.
In the most hilarious, laughter-filled moment I’ve had in months, Rocky, who usually tends to be smart and savvy when encountering my squirrel enrichment program (aheh-heh), ventured into the obstacle course/habitrail. Upon entering the first box and beginning down the long tube in between, he immediately became spooked and ran at hyperspeed to the second box, rather than back out the way he came.
He then became very confused, scrambled around and around in the second box, and kept trying to go out the cantilevered end (an obvious dead end). Finally, he re-entered the (only other) tube back to box one and then ran out the door tube. This lasted about one to two minutes and it was the best laugh I’ve had in a very long time. Unfortunately, I did not have the composure at that moment to get video, but I laughed for days.
Squirrels are fun!
There are quite entertaining! Of course, the habitrail is purely for their enrichment. No, really, I swear we don’t do it for our own amusement.
One would think that all the noise from the trumpets and clarinets would scare them away.
Wait… we’re supposed to have trumpets and clarinets? Oh.
I’m picturing Kernut as a cuter version of Carl Spackler (from Caddyshack)going, “I’ve got to get inside this dude’s pelt and crawl around a few days…”
LOL If only I could! PeeWee had her babies, and we can’t wait until she brings them to the circus, err I mean, Squirrel Enrichment Program and Obstacle Course.
Thanks for posting this. The head ranger is my brother.
Hi, Terri! Welcome to my little world! You’re most welcome, the pleasure really is all mine. I have too much fun at the park, posting blogs, and building the SOC!
🙂 Architectural/engineering genius! And I loved the video work. You clearly put a great deal of time and effort into this project. (I’m starting to worry about you.) However, it has long been held that the more a woman learns about men, the more she will like squirrels.
And I do so love the squirrels!
Thank you for the kind words about the video. I wish it was a bit more clear, but I had to shoot it through a tinted-glass door. Mostly so the squirrel couldn’t hear me laughing.
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